The Hawk's Ambition

Morrigan’s POV

My fingers traced the ridged muscles of his chest, feeling the frantic, unsteady thumping of his heart beneath the skin. The flickering lantern light cast sharp, jagged shadows across my cramped, rustic cabin. Garrick stood before me, his massive chest heaving, smelling of damp earth and the raw pine scent of an Alpha on the brink of war.

He wanted my support. He wanted to bare h