Chapter 48

Silvia The steam from the bathroom made my skin flush—though it might have been the lingering heat from Alpha Sherman's kisses. Inside, I felt like I'd been shattered into countless pieces, a chaotic mess of emotions. Alpha Sherman's fingers traced slowly down my bare spine, his movements deliberate and reverent. I could feel his gaze studying me, which should have been comforting—his touch, his warmth, his closeness should all have relaxed me, but my heart was in turmoil. I hated feeling this way, not hating him, but hating this state I was in: the storm in my chest refusing to calm, Zack's words clinging to me like a second skin. I hated myself even more for letting those words burrow inside, planting seeds of doubt. I had never been in a situation like that before—had never used sex as a way to run from what I was feeling. But I did.Tonight. But what choice did I have? For too long, I hadn't had any choices at all. I hadn't married Alpha Sherman out of love or desire, but because I