Killian Draven
I stared at the pile of papers on my desk, wanting to throw them all in the fire. I'd been sitting here since morning, working through documents that had stacked up during the eight days I'd spent with my omega. The sun was already setting outside my window, painting the sky orange and red, and I was nowhere near done with this mess.
My neck hurt from looking down at papers all day. My back was stiff from sitting in this chair for hours without a break. Every part of me wanted to leave this boring work and go back to Hazel, but I had to catch up. I'd ignored my duties for over a week, lost in her body and her scent. Now reality was hitting me hard.
I trusted Victor with most things. He was my second-in-command and my closest friend, the only person I could count on compl
