Kael Veyron
The door slammed behind me, leaving nothing but echoes of her cry, her desperate plea for my attention, and her longing for my touch, but I walked away. Liora’s scent was all over me; my body, my clothes, and even my hands dripped with her. My wolf howled for her. He fought to go back to her. My body fought for her touch, but I knew better.
I stumbled down the corridor, my breathing heavy as I struggled to get away as fast as I could. I couldn’t guarantee Maddox wouldn’t run back to her the moment he got control. All through the heated afternoon, I had fought the urge to touch her and fought him. She was his mate, the one he wanted to please so badly, but deep down, I knew better.
Time passed painfully slowly. Standing beneath the tall trees and the cold breeze of the forest
