Krimson’s P.O.V
I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight that was streaming in through the windows. The pounding in my head intensified as I tried to piece together the events of the previous night. It didn't take long for the memories to come rushing back.
I'd slept with Lilac...
My hand moved to my temples, attempting to ease the throbbing headache that accompanied my hangover from the multiple bottles of alcohol that I had consumed to stop myself from going to her, knowing that the bond would be the strongest on her eighteenth birthday. But in the end, none of them had worked…because Lilac had come to me of her own free will.