The Alpha's Naughty Human
I asked, eyeing the innocent-looking white pill.
“Something to knock the fatigue right out of you,” Aradia said, popping the cap and tipping one into her palm. “Lena’s a genius healer. Fixes everything... hangovers, cramps, post-mating soreness, you name it. If you have any complaints, go to her, okay?”
She pushed the pill past my lips before I could protest, her fingers brushing my tongue for a split second and I swallowed on reflex.
Warmth spread through me almost instantly, gentle, soothing, like a full-body hug from the inside. My shoulders relaxed, the tension in my thighs eased, and even the guilt quieted to a murmur.