Legs? Questionable.
Ears? Ringing like cathedral bells.
Dignity? Missing, presumed dead.
Serena dismounted Velkaris the way a person exits a building that's on fire: fast and with zero plan for what came next.
She made it one step before the ground swung up to meet her, but someone caught her first. Her concussed brain, helpful as ever, supplied one name.
Dex.
She leaned into the arms without thinking, letting the name settle through the fog.
Nope. Not Dex.
Fin Shadowclaw had scooped her up like she weighed nothing and was already moving to an indoor area, out of the rain.
She blinked, dazed.
When did he get here?
He put her down on a tall cabinet, instead of a chair and his lips were on hers before she could process the fact that an Alpha King just carried her. The same one she wouldn't let carry her earlier in the night before her cuff activated.
Her body responded to his touch. It took her a few seconds to notice she was kissing him back with equal fervor.
