Venessa’s POV
“I’d like to take you out tonight,” he said, and I noticed the servants nearby flushing with shy smiles. They were genuinely happy for me.
I lifted my gaze to Rayon and returned his smile. At six foot three, he towered over my five foot seven frame, his presence calm and reassuring. Somewhere behind me, I felt it before I heard it Denzel’s low growl brushing against my mind, a clear sign he had entered the hall.
Calm down, Nigel, I linked him gently. His answering growl was sharp, irritated. I didn’t turn to look at him. I already knew Jalisa would be at his side.
Denzel hadn’t touched her in three weeks. I knew because the pain of the mate bond had been absent for exactly that long. Since our bond had been repaired, sleeping through their intimacy had become nearly impos
