Evelyn’s P.O.V.

Thanks to being alone in the room, I was saved from the humiliation of the walk of shame. But there was one more factor contributing to it, the throbbing pain came back to its regal glory as soon as I regained consciousness.

The haze of the wild lust was over, now it was the time to face the aftermath. The mating mark, that wound was hurting like Hell, as if someone bit off that part of my neck.

I groaned while moving my different body parts, Ivy materialized out of thin air.

“Good morning, Luna!”

I yawned and spoke lazily.

“It’s a bad morning, Ivy. Greet me properly.”...