#Chapter 53 Poor Man’s Poison

Olivia’s POV I do not know how we made it to the bedroom with our bodies entangled with one another. The only time we separated from each other’s tongue and lips was to discard each other’s clothing. The sheer power of the Alpha that I now called mate was overwhelming me. I cried out his name with every strive, every bite, every kiss that he laid on my flesh. I could hear him groan my name as we both reached that moment where both bliss and agony were company. The last thine that I could recall was Gabriel whispering in my hair, “I love you my Luna,” as I drifted off to sleep in his arms. As Gabriel and I curl up with each other in bed, I feel a sense of angst. True that I wanted Herold to hurt the way he had done to me all those years, however, I did not want the claiming between these two men to deny me from my duties. I slid out of bed and grabbed Gabriel’s discarded shirt from the floor. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself. There were some days since the Moon God