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Athelas, the Flower

I jerk awake to the sound of a door crashing open so hard on its hinges that it nearly snaps into three pieces.

“Blaise!”

My drowsy eyes instantly stutter awake, my right still glued half-shut and the other slightly swollen from all the mugs of tea that I had drunk last night. The sheets are tightly wrapped around my legs, and my hair is a bird’s nest on top of my head.

It’s the Alpha. It’s seven in the damn morning.

And I am half-naked, in only my underwear. It had gotten so hot last night that I had thrown off my nightdress without a thought. Now it’s lying in an abandoned pile, much too far away for me to reach it.

“Get out!” I screech, my cheeks instantly heating in a fiery blush as I rush to untangle the sheets and pull it over myself. His eyes widen, and I realize that they are now the ambient, striking gold compared to the ice-cold blue that I had seen yesterday night. He quickly stumbles back, his massive figure too large to handle the narrow door frame.

I hear the
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