From Rejected Mate to Three Alphas’ Claim
“Adonis, who is in there? What was that noise?”
“Noise? Thalia, what are you talking about?” He chuckled softly, reaching out to rub my arms. His hands were warm, but they felt like ice against my skin. “You’re shaking. Have you been sleeping at all?”
“I heard a woman, Adonis,” I whispered, tears threatening to spill over my lashes. I hated how small my voice sounded. “I heard... I heard moaning. It sounded like—”