Chapter11 It made me want to rip his clothes open

Ylva's POV

I shoved the small wooden cask into the trunk of the car. The strong, sweet scent of black rye honey wine immediately spilled out from the gaps, mixing with the caramel aroma of the oat honey cakes.

Ivy jumped onto my shoulder, her short tail flicking once as her amber eyes stared strai...

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