Chapter 119. Kiss Me

Raina’s POV

Hera whimpered, wanting Valen’s attention. My soul protested his abrupt departure.

I suppose I should get used to it.

In no time, I put on the lacy black underwear set and a yellow, knee-length, floral sundress with V-neck. When I exited the bathroom with the dirty training clothes in my hand, Valen sat hunched on the bed with legs apart and arms on his thighs.

“Are you alright?” Concern crossed his features as his eyes stalked me.

“Yeah,” I answered flatly, going to the laundry basket in the corner of my all-white walk-in closet.

“This can’t be easy for you. Say the word and I’ll shut down Gramlynz.” Valen rose from the bed.

“It’s fine.” I opened the basket and dropped the clothes inside. I heard his footsteps drawing closer, bouncing off the white oak Herringbone hardwood floor.

Wouldn’t people blame me for eradicating one of the major joys in their lives? How could I take social media from the werewolf k