Seraphine's POV
When I finally made it back to my bedroom, I dove beneath the covers, my face burning with embarrassment. The memory of Alpha Theodore's fingers brushing against my ankle still sent electric shocks through my entire body.
My stomach twisted with unfamiliar sensations. It felt like dozens of wings were beating frantically inside me. Like tiny flames had been lit throughout my core. Then something completely unexpected happened between my thighs. A pulsing ache that made me bite down on my lip to keep from making any sound. My underwear grew damp without warning. Whatever Alpha Theodore had awakened in me was foreign yet intoxicating, leaving me craving more of that forbidden feeling.
A deep, agonized growl suddenly echoed through the walls. My chest tightened with concern as I recognized Alpha Theodore's voice, raw with what sounded like torment. Without thinking, I threw off my blankets and crept toward his quarters. The door hadn't been fully closed.
