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Killian's point of view

I stirred on the bed, inhaling deeply. I was forced to push my eyes open as the sweet scent of my mate invaded my nostrils and heightened my senses.

I moaned into the softest brown hair that tickled my face. I had to choke back a laugh at the ravenous woman beside me and the manner in which her long natural curls were scattered on the bed. She was sleeping next to me