*Evangeline*
Exhaustion claims me the moment I walk into my bedchamber. My bed calls to me like a siren’s song. It’s all I can do to remain patient while Jenny helps me out of my clothing. I want to simply rip it off and fall into bed. Dealing with Claybourne is always tiring… and exhilarating. Which only serves to make it more tiring.
I have to keep my wits about me at all times, although this morning we seemed to settle into a kind of companionship. Perhaps we will become friends and when he marries Frannie and they move more frequently within my circle of acquaintances, the blasted Alpha will at last accept my invitations. Or at least his Luna will.
I was drawn to him that first night… that first ball. But what I feel now runs more deeply. I want to know everything about him. Once I
