Victoria
I was still packing when I heard the front door slam shut. The thunderous energy of Leo's presence filled the villa even before his footsteps reached our bedroom. Ava whimpered anxiously inside me.
The bedroom door burst open, and there he stood—my mate, my husband, my potential betrayer—his dark eyes immediately zeroing in on the half-packed suitcase on our bed.
"What the hell is this?" Leo's voice was dangerously quiet, the calm before a storm.
I straightened my spine, fighting against the urge to back down. "I think you know exactly what this is."
Leo stalked into the room, his powerful frame seeming to take up all the available space, his scent—pine, midnight air, and distinctly male—assaulting my senses. "Enlighten me, Luna. Because I just got a concerned cal
