Northstar Vale sweet like candy in my veins

There was a sharp inhale of her breath when he nipped at her—a rumble in her chest as she pressed closer to him—her eyes shutting for the moment as she took everything in. Already forgotten were the wolves trying to lay claim to the dome—instead, all she needed in this moment was within her grasp, and she felt a hesitant smile pulling at her lips.

She had not believed this moment would come this year—not after everything with the cougar. The twinge of her wound still flared often, the skin and muscle tight as it continued to heal. It was likely it would always be there, reminding her of the way she had hurt the man in front of her.

“I don’t deserve you,” she offered to him quietly and with sincerity.