Ayla’s Pov

I woke up sore between my legs and smiling. Rowan had fucked me hard last night, and I still walked straight. That felt like a win. I pulled on tight black leggings and a cropped tank top, no bra, no panties, and went down to breakfast. The second I stepped into the dining hall, the whole room went quiet. Rowan sat at the head table with three visiting Alphas. His fork stopped halfway to his mouth when he saw me. I took my time at the food table, bending over slowly for the bacon, reaching high for the juice so my shirt rode up. I heard his chair...