Amber
When I walk into the kitchen the next morning, my skin prickles with awareness. It feels like I’m being watched, and when I turn around, I find a man with long, straight white hair watching me with yellow eyes.
He is gorgeous.
Perfect skin and a perfect smile to match. High cheekbones and thin lips, but not too thin. It’s just enough to give him that air of importance, and then there are his ears - they are rather pointy, elf-like almost.
Who is this person?
I stare at him, and he smirks. His expression is one of curiosity, and I gulp when the mate bond immediately bursts to life between us like a flame someone just held gasoline over. The pull between us is so intense that I have to look away not to get sucked in.
“Oh my god...” I swear under my breath and speak in a soft t
