NIKITA
"Prince Caleb?"
His heady scent hit me like a freight train. I could hardly form words.
"Ahem, yes." He said looking flustered.
"So, this is for real now I'm allowed out?"
"If you follow my rules then yes."
"What are the rules?"
"Sit."
I did not want to sit, I wanted to be out of there quickly. Beneath the mint and cedarwood was the scent of his arousal. A few times during our previous interactions I had noticed it but now it was making me light headed barely able to concentrate on what his was saying. My wolf was clawing inside my brain wanting to call to her mate. I need to keep her at bay a few more weeks until I turn 18 and know for certain if he is my mate or if this is all a big lie.
"Ok, now what' I thought leaving Caleb's office.
His rules weren't terrible.
Stay
