Celeste's POV
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Montecito, 7:48 PM
The cold water from my shower trickled down my body. I tilted my head a bit, washing my hair while closing my eyes.
Outside, thunder clouds and heavy winds have been gathering, bloating the already dark night skies.
As I bathe every inch of my body, trailing my hands to my breasts—the bonds flared.
Heat swelled in my stomach as images flashed in my mind without warning. The darkness that came with me closing my eyes shifted into a scene.
These were beyond mere intrusive thoughts.
It was the bond carrying the emotions from all my mates and influencing my mind in ways that made my cheeks burn.
The first image I saw was Atlas. Tall. Chiselled, hairless face. And dark chocolate skin gleaming under the waters of the shower.
He was naked, his length erect as it pointed at me.
I swallowed hard, a shuddering breath escaping my lips. "It's... Is this real?"
Of course, it wasn't.
