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William's POV

Thomas and the captain both looked at me with curiosity, their eyes fixed on mine. "What is it, William?" Thomas asked as I could see the curious look on his face.

I leaned in closer, my eyes locked on theirs. "The potion Ava made is a healing potion," I said, my voice filled with pride. "It's going to be a game changer for us, I tried some this morning and it was awesome."

Thomas and the captain both raised their eyebrows, their eyes filled with surprise. "A healing potion?" Thomas asked, his voice low and filled with curiosity. "How did she make it?"

I smiled as I continued. "She's a genius, Thomas," I said, my voice filled with admiration. "She managed to find a way to concentrate the healing properties of human blood into a bottle, and we can drink it whenever we need it."

The captain leaned in closer, his eyes locked on mine. "And how does it work?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

I smiled, a sense of excitement washed over me. "We just need to carry a bottle on us whenever we go for human raids," I said, my voice filled with determination. "And if we ever get hurt, we just drink a few drops of the potion, and it'll heal us right up."

Thomas and the captain both nodded in agreement. "It's a brilliant plan, William," Thomas said, his voice firm. "I like it."

I shook my head with a sense of pride. "I'm glad you both approve," I said. "Let's make sure every shadow Clan member has a bottle on them whenever we go for human raids."

"I'm going to take my leave, gentlemen," I said as I made for the exit. "I need to take a bath and catch some sleep."

Thomas and the captain both nodded, their eyes focused on mine. "Sleep well, William," Thomas said, his voice low and firm.

I gave Thomas a smile, "Thank you, Thomas, for my heartfelt gratitude to you, Thomas, "I exclaimed with a tone of appreciation. "I shall certainly do so."

The captain stood up from his seat, his eyes locked on mine. "I'll send someone to escort you to your cabin."

I shook my head, "That won't be necessary, captain," I said. "I'll find my way."

The captain nodded, "Suit yourself, Alpha," he said, his voice filled with understanding. "But don't hesitate to ask for help if you need it."

I nodded. "I would not hesitate, captain, see you later then."

The Captain and Thomas bowed slightly as I took my leave.

I left the bridge and made my way to my cabin, my mind focused on getting some rest before our next task.

As I made my way from the meeting room towards my cabin, my mind was overwhelmed with thoughts. I couldn't get the image of Ava's body naked from the waist down, lying on my chest. The image just kept playing in my mind.

I finally reached my cabin and stepped inside. The air was still and silent. I took off my clothes and got into bed, my mind still reeling. I closed my eyes, hoping for a good sleep, but it seemed impossible. All I could think of was Ava's soft skin and the way she had wrapped herself around me.

The picture of moonlight softly caresses her bare skin, casting a gentle glow upon her supple curves. Her body, like a delicate sculpture, laid peacefully on my chest, her long, flowing hair cascading around her like a silk veil. Every breath she took was a whisper of tranquility, as her chest rose and fell in a rhythm that danced with the night.

Her flawless skin, kissed by the moon's tender touch, shimmered with a natural radiance. The curves of her body, a symphony of elegance and sensuality, evoked a sense of awe and admiration. Her slender neck invited gentle caresses, while her sculpted shoulders and graceful arms rested softly, as if embraced by a lover's touch. Her breasts, like gentle mounds of desire, rose and fell in harmony with her dreams.

As my gaze traveled further, I noticed the gentle curve of her waist, leading to the inviting swell of her hips. The smoothness of her thighs, like ivory pillars of beauty, guided my eyes toward her bushy cunt and her clit that stood out like it wanted me to give it a gentle path and her slender legs, entwined in an enchanting dance of vulnerability and grace ending my gaze as it rested upon her dainty feet, delicate and innocent, as if untouched by the worries of the world.

I tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position, but it felt like every position reminded me of her. I got up and walked to the window, looking out into into vastness of the sea and the crew working below. I stayed there for what seemed like hours, lost in my own thoughts.

Finally, exhaustion took over, and I lay back down. I closed my eyes, and I let sleep take over, and for a few hours, the image of Ava faded away.