Kaelen's POV
I flung open the door, wolf half-emerged, ready to tear apart whoever dared touch my Luna. The sight that greeted me froze me in place.
Seraphina lay alone on her bed, nightgown hiked up to her waist, one hand between her legs moving in rhythmic motions. Her back arched as another moan escaped her lips.
She hadn't heard me enter. Her eyes were closed, face flushed with pleasure, blonde hair spread across her pillows like spilled sunshine. The scent of her arousal hit me like a physical blow, making my wolf howl with need.
No man. No lover. Just Seraphina pleasuring herself.
Relief and hunger crashed through me in equal measure. When her fingers moved faster and she bit her lip to stifle another moan, something in me snapped.
"Enjoying yourself, Luna?" I growled.
Her eyes flew open. She scrambled to pull down her nightgown, her face shifting from pleasure to shock to embarrassment in seconds.
