Ayla's POV

I thought the alphas would reduce the way they came in contact with me after the last time but they didn’t. The night they strolled into my room all three of them with different needs and the night after that.

Night blur into one endless haze of hands, mouths, and raw need. They can't stay away and to be honest, I don’t want them to because I can't stay away either. Every evening after the compound quiets, one of them or all three ends up in my room like it's inevitable.

Tonight starts with Zane slipping through my door just past curfew. His eyes gleam with that familiar...