The first pale rays of morning sunlight finally began to bleed through the tiny gaps in the heavy steel blast shutters, painting long amber stripes across the luxurious master lounge floor. The night had passed in a blur of shared warmth, deep romance, and intense passion that had wiped away every lingering shadow of fear from Clara's heart.

Clara woke up wrapped securely in the center of the large velvet bed, her skin warm and tingling against the strong arms of Lucian, Jax, and the quiet steady presence of Silas nearby. The air in the penthouse felt fresh again as the automated morning timer began to hum inside the walls....