Chapter 137

• Lusia
• Dane's heat still pulsed inside of me, making me strangely aware of everything we had just shared, raw, desperate, and reckless. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, thighs shining, body still buzzing from the aftereffects of both pleasure and all of that newfound bravado.
• My hands shook as the raw cuts on my palms throbbed while I pulled the blanket over my bare skin. There was silence, and the torch was throwing eerie flashes like the wind through the flute onto the stone walls, but my mind was in utter chaos.