Melanie's POV
Camille saw me, and her expression was as controlled as ever.
I heard her tell Elmer, "We have another appointment, so we're leaving now. Talk to you later."
"Sounds good. Talk later," Elmer said, shaking hands with them.
Camille didn't look at me again. She and Marvin turned to leave.
Right beside her— Archer was there, too.
The crowd naturally gave them a wide berth, acknowledging their walk together.
A few strands of powerful Alpha pheromones crisscrossed in the light, their heat cutting through the metal and electric smell of the convention hall.
I only let my gaze linger on the group for half a second before pulling it away.
The cord behind my sternum suddenly plucked—the old pain from the mating bond curled into a small knot, and Frost whimpered softly in my co
