ELIZA’S POV
The moment the private jet landed in the capital, my heart began to race.
My wolf stirred inside me at the familiar, intoxicating scent that filled the air.
Even before I saw him, I knew he was here. Alexander.
As I stepped off the aircraft, my eyes landed on him.
At the sight of him alone, my breath hitched.
He stood tall. His presence commanded attention as usual.
He was dressed in a white button up shirt and black pants. His ocean blue eyes met mine, and for a moment, the entire world faded into the background.
My feet moved before I could think. I was drawn to him in a way I couldn’t explain.
He opened his arms, and I practically melted into them, inhaling his scent. I had never been this happy to see anyone before.
“I missed you,” he murmure
