The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

Chapter 362

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Selene felt like she was losing her grip on reality with each passing second. Panic surged through her as she struggled to figure out what to do. She hadn’t brought anything to suppress her heat, and now, despite standing on the balcony in the cool night air, her body burned with an unbearable fever. A thin sheen of sweat coated her skin, making her shiver even as the wind brushed against her.

A soft whimper escaped her lips as she pressed her thighs together in a desperate attempt to contain the overwhelming need coursing through her. Every fiber of her being, every instinct of her wolf, screamed for an Alpha’s touch.

The desire inside her only grew stronger, clawing at her sanity. The first drops of rain landed on her skin, and she instinctively took a step back. Lifting her gaze, she watched as the sky let loose a torrential downpour.

She needed to get back to her room, but the ache deep in her core made each movement difficult. Tears welled in her eyes at the sheer intensity of it.

Clutching at the fabric of her dress, she squeezed her eyes shut, willing the sensation to subside. But even as the rain drenched her, she remained frozen in place, gripping the balcony railing as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded.

She had foolishly hoped that the cold rain might dull the fire raging inside her, but it only seemed to heighten her senses. The storm carried an intoxicating scent in the air–one that made her body tremble with longing. The weather itself felt like an invitation, urging her to surrender.

Taking a shaky breath, she ran a trembling hand through her soaked hair.

No, I have to control this, she told herself, voice barely above a whisper.

But just as she turned to retreat inside, another scent invaded her senses.

Her breath hitched.

Her lips parted as she inhaled deeply, her mind spinning from the sheer potency of it. It was a

turn toward the intoxicating

“Selene?”

sent a shudder rippling

his hair, the damp strands falling over his forehead, making him look even more irresistible than usual. His shirt was soaked, the top

as her wolf howled inside, demanding that she run to him–to her

left was slipping away. No matter how hard she fought against it, the truth remained: she wanted him. Needed

his scent–it was pulling her in

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him. He had only returned so late in the night to avoid disturbing her. But now, standing before her, seeing her glassy eyes and trembling lips, he knew something was very,

wrong.

toward her,

are you crying?”

away, ashamed, her body wracked with unbearable pain. The heat inside her wasn’t just any ordinary wolf’s–she was an Alpha female, and her need was far greater

thumb brushing against her damp cheek, his own