Waiting for her to come to me made both Quesito and me restless — the kind of anxious that crawls under your skin and refuses to leave.
Mother and the rest of the family were already on board with the idea of having her as my chosen mate. Even if she wasn’t fated to me, the union would still strengthen our kingdoms, and deep down, I wanted her, for her.
‘She’s close,’ Quesito growled softly in my mind. ‘You better make her happy enough to let us sleep in her chamber tonight. Even if it’s just for what you’re planning, Cassian — I’m trusting you!’
His faith in me was rare and, somehow, reassuring. It reminded me that I wasn’t entirely alone in this. I could make this work.
I’d never had a woman in my bed before — not in any way. But my mother and my family made damn sure I wasn’t cluele
