~Lyra~
Okay. Okay. Okay. Wait.
WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK.
I blinked.
Once.
Twice.
My legs were sore. Like run-over-by-a-truck sore. Like holy-fucking-Alpha sore. My thighs were shaking before I even moved and there was this weird throbbing pressure between them like someone had crammed a goddamn tree branch inside me and then left it there.
I wasn’t...