Artemisia
My heartbeat picks up as Fynn turns into the gravelled path leading to our home.
Even before we near the mansion, he takes his hand away from me, making me sigh sadly.
He chuckles, his eyes dancing to me shortly before he concentrates back on the road. “Don’t worry, babe. I’ll see to sneak into your bedroom tonight.”
I shift in my seat, my skin buzzing in pleasant anticipation. “I can’t wait.”
As he parks the car, we stay seated, watching his brothers and a few Omegas stepping out of the main door to welcome us back home.
He sighs deeply, sparks erupting on my skin as he grabs my chin to turn my face, forcing me to look at him.
“Don’t forget what we talked about,” he warns lowly.
I close my eyes, pushing out a tired breath. “Don’t act too affectionate towards you.
