C28 No Regrets

Damien’s gaze drifted over her face, slow and searching, as if he was memorizing every inch of her. His usual sharpness had softened, replaced with something deeper.

“As soon as I took you to bed that night,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, “I wanted to take you back to my pack with me.”

Raven’s breath caught.

She had always wondered