Elizabeth King
Elizabeth paced the length of her room, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. Completing the mate bond with Vincent had been an intense, transformative experience. The bond had filled a part of her she hadn’t realized was empty, and yet, instead of calming the storm of her desires, it seemed to have amplified them. It had only been a week since they completed the bond, and she couldn’t keep her hands off him. Their connection was electrifying, a constant pull that had her seeking him out at every opportunity.
Despite her physical satisfaction with Vincent, her thoughts often drifted to Azrael. Their bond remained unfulfilled, and his recent behavior gnawed at her. He was pulling away, a distance she couldn’t ignore. Every morning she followed her usual routine—a run to clear h
