CHAPTER 69 ALPHA GRAY'S POV The kiss lingered, a dance of desire and surrender. Lyra, initially resistant, succumbed to the magnetic pull between us. As we embraced, I felt the unspoken tension dissipate, replaced by the intoxicating energy of shared longing.Breaking the kiss, Lyra attempted to pull away,“I need to go…” she said, but I brought her closer, unwilling to let the moment slip away. There was a vulnerability in her eyes, a mix of uncertainty and desire that fueled the intensity of our connection.Before she could protest, I kissed her again, the hunger for the forbidden eclipsing rational thoughts. Her resistance waned, and I sensed a mutual understanding between us. The complexities of the palace and Raven's influence melted away, leaving only the raw authenticity of our desires.My hands slipped under her dress, and I began to unbutton, she placed her hands on mine.&
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