Chapter 4Snaithen glided down the corridor, slowing as he approached Axel’s suite, stomach churning, heart skipping. Might do Axel good if he didn’t always give in to him. Perhaps he should play hard to get. How difficult could it be?
Sure, tell that to the pounding in his ears, the tingling in his fingers, his bunched muscles. If he didn’t know better, he’d believe he was in the grip of heart failure.
That did it. If he passed Axel’s room and reached the sanctity of his room, he would place a privacy seal on the door and avoid Axel this rest period. The man might spit fury in the morning, and Snaithen might pay a price another time, but this night, this once, Snaithen would show Axel he couldn’t always have things his own way.
Soft light drew attention to the slight gap in the doorway,
