Chapter 43: Power Hungry

I never took much stock in those old stories where something weird happened when the virgin came into her power. It all sounded too hokey. Nothing happened with the first orgasm, and I wasn't thinking about anything but Cane when the second one spilled over me, but as I lay there, I started feeling weird.

Real weird.

Cane's breathing was returning to normal, and I felt the moment his muscles tensed and knew he was about to chew me out.

"Wait," I gasped, feeling more power than I'd ever had come spilling from my veins. A strange silver glow cast itself upon the walls, and Cane sat up, his eyes wild at the sight of me.

"Aspen!"

My eyes flew open.

"They're here!" I said, unsure how I knew, but I did.

Markham had stepped onto the pack's boundaries. Cane's eyes flashed gold and a blank look came over his face before he gave me a grim nod. He winced as he scrambled off the bed and picked up my shredded underwear.