The night air hit Kaida's bare shoulders like a slap the moment they stepped outside.
Cool. Crisp. Carrying the scent of pine and damp earth from the surrounding forest.
She sucked in a breath, trying to clear her head from the suffocating atmosphere inside—the candles, the sexual tension, Helena's breasts, Mira's knowing smirk, Viktor's cock straining against that towel...
Stop. Stop thinking about it.
"There." Viktor pointed toward a cluster of bushes near the manor's crumbling stone wall. "Behind those. I'll wait here."
Kaida blinked. "You're... actually giving me privacy?"
His tail swished behind him as he turned away, facing the opposite direction. "The chain only stretches so far. Just hurry up."
She stared at his back—at the way moonlight caught on his dark hair, at the breadth of his shoulders that somehow looked broader than they had this morning. Had he lost more weight already?
Her mouth twitched. Then she moved.
