ALPHA KING MIKAELSON’S POV
I stormed into my room, shutting the door behind me with more force than necessary. My jaw was clenched, and every nerve in my body buzzed with frustration… and something else I didn’t dare name.
I made my way to the window, staring out at the vast territory I ruled. The forests. The mountains. The endless horizon. A kingdom feared and respected by all.
But none of that could silence the storm inside me.
What the f**k is wrong with me?
Ever since that night—that goddamn night in the kitchen—I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her.
Her scent still lingers in my memory. Her skin, soft and warm against mine. The way she moaned my name like it belonged to her.
The way her eyes met mine, not with fear, but with something dangerously close to desire.
She
