Derek lingered for a moment longer, his heart pounding in his chest, his senses overwhelmed by the intimacy of the moment. The room was filled with the scent of Alexa, a delicate fragrance that both soothed and tormented him. He wanted to stay, to remain by her side, to protect her from all harm. But he knew he couldn't. He had already crossed a dangerous line, and to linger would be to invite discovery.
With a final, lingering look at Alexa's sleeping form, Derek reluctantly pulled away. He stood and straightened his tunic, forcing himself to regain his composure. He glanced around the room, ensuring that he hadn't left any trace of his presence. Then, he turned and slipped out of the chamber, closing the door softly behind him.
He walked down the corridor, his mind a whirlwind of confl
