The Lycan's Defiance

Water dripped from his damp hair onto the crisp collar of his bespoke charcoal suit. Dare ignored the cold sensation, striding out of the penthouse and stepping into his private elevator. The lingering scent of sex, sweat, and vanilla body wash faded the moment the heavy steel doors slid shut. He adjusted his silk tie with sharp, precise movements, his mind already shifting from the slick, heated