Chapter 3

As a werewolf, Ryan had incredible stamina.

I'd been depleted for so long that even after being completely filled up, I slept a full day and night.

When I woke up, I felt amazing. Hair was shiny again. Skin was softer than ever.

The bathroom door opened.

Ryan came out, hair wet. Water dripped from the tips, sliding down his abs and disappearing under the towel wrapped around his hips.

My eyes followed every drop. My face got hot.

"Awake?" His face was blank, nothing like last night. "Still feeling off?"

"Much better. Thank you," I replied.

Succubus recovery rates…