Blaze's POV
I felt like tearing her away from his embrace. Why? My head seemed like it was out of place. It was like a storm was raging inside my chest.
Who was he? Her ex? Why was he here? How was he here? Did he work as a slaver or hunter? Was this meeting of theirs coincidental? Or was it preplanned?
I had so many questions. I wanted her tied up on my bed, with a whip in my hand, and demand all the answers. But why did I even care? Why was it bothering me that my lawful wife was in another man's arms? Why could I not maintain her level of nonchalance? She didn't care who was in my bedchamber. Why did I?
My mind was so out of hand that I almost risked my secret being discovered. I let her see me on my feet even if she didn't see my face.
I was walking towards the other side of t
