Ember
I wake up to a pain in my shoulder as my mark reminds me that I’m running out of time. The pain is dull, nothing like what I experienced the other night, but the frequency of the burning has been increasing at an alarming rate.
I need to get more potion before it is too late, and Prince Kaine discovers that I am his mate. My recent promotion came with a pay increase and that paired with the money I was able to save by helping the maids should be enough for a bottle of the weaker potion.
The stronger potion would provide me with more control and provide me with more resistance to the call of my mate bond, but I have no choice. The weaker potion is my only option. I am nearly out of time.
I was able to avoid being discovered for this long, I just need another three months to com
