~SYLUS
Desire coiled in my gut like a spring, Varg bristling inside me the moment I let her hand go. Even severed, the mate bond remained a living, breathing thing, sparking like a live wire with our proximity. I stifled it ruthlessly, forcing down the treacherous memories.
We all took our seats, and the discussion began on our impromptu partnership. But even as the shareholders droned on about accounts, graphs, and expected dividends, I remained acutely zeroed in on the woman seated opposite me. She pointedly refused to meet my eyes, but by the subtle sheen on her brow, I knew she could feel the crushing weight of my gaze on her skin.
I had expected something entirely different when I finally tracked her down. I had expected a destitute woman whose six years away from the safety of
