A Peculiar Arrangement

It was different now. Now she knew what lay beneath the high collar and crisp trousers. Now she knew his wicked tongue was not just designed to cut insults, but rather pull a chorus of symphony from within her. Now she knew the dexterity of his fingers and the fullness of his knot. Alpha, Alpha, Alpha. or the one in which Hermione seeks help through her heat from an old foe.