Chapter 125

• The air was still heavy with the scent of their union—a thick, musky aroma of sex, love making, sweat, and the lingering traces of Morvienne's intoxicating pheromones as morning light filtered softly through the curtains. The room was a disaster; their mating ceremony clothes, their shoes, jewelry, everything was everywhere. The bedsheets were twisted and damp, evidence of the feral intensity of the night before.
• They were both tangled together in the center of the bed, completely naked. Morvienne was draped over Kael, her head resting on his chest, and her leg hooked over his hip. Kael's hair was now a wild mess. The strands were splayed across the white pillow, some sticking to his forehead and neck with dried sweat. He looked undone, his usually composed Alpha presence replaced by a look of absolute, peaceful exhaustion.
• Morvienne stirred first. She blinked her eyes open, feeling the steady, slow thrum of his heart beneath her cheek. A small, satisfied smile spread across her lips as the memories of the night flooded back—the way she had dominated him, the feeling of his cock filling her, and the lovely moment she had marked him as hers. She shifted her weight, propping herself up on her elbows to look down at him.