'A Devil's beast, huh?' Aliana thought quietly to herself.
The thought pulled her back into the hazy, intoxicating memory of that full moon night. She could almost hear Gavriel's low voice whispering against her skin once more.
'Carelessly, you gave my beast the one thing he has been craving all along during the full moon.'
'Now... he and I both want it. We want you, Aliana.'
A faint shiver ran down her spine.
Back then, she had been far too swept up in the moment to understand what he truly meant.
'Does his beast truly want me? Someone who... might not even be his mate?'
She quickly shook her head, refusing to let those uncertain thoughts plague her any further.
Opposite her, Cillian watched the subtle play of emotions across her face.
"I sense you still have more questions."
"No..." Aliana cleared her throat before correcting herself. "I mean... yes, I do."
Cillian raised an inquisitive brow, silently inviting her to continue.
