Nyx is in rut - she can’t control herself. Astrid can. But she’ll be damned if she’s going to let Nyx knot you first. ─── ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ─── You’re in heat—and locked in a gym with two rival alphas who can smell it. Astrid speaks first, with deceptive care, her words laced with the…
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