-ALEXANDER-
After the meeting, I went straight to my private study, the anger about her recklessness still there, but now mixed with a raw, burning hunger. I slammed the door shut, the sound echoing my frustration. I pulled off my heavy outer tunic, but kept my **mask** on. My golden eyes, usually calm, now held a frantic, desperate light.
The air in my study felt tight, suffocating. Her scent, usually faint unless she was near, was now sharp, filling my nose despite the distance. It was a cruel trick of the bond, making her presence feel so real, even when she was not here. The heat built inside me, a pressure behind my eyes, a burning in my loins. My wolf was restless, snarling, demanding its mate. No other female had ever had this effect. No other female could satisfy this deep, prim
