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“Absolutely,” Cassius says.

She looks at me and I nod. “Yes.”

“And you know this after seeing me once? We haven’t even finished dinner!”

“As soon as your scent reached us in the courtyard,” Cassius says. “We knew. Our wolves recognized that you were the one. Then, when we saw you, we realized how deep our love ran. How intense the mate bond could be. Yesterday, we lived to serve the kingdom.”

“Today,” I continue, “we live to serve you.”

Her expression softens. “I need time,” she whispers, backing away from the table. “To think.”

She suddenly rushes to the doors and pushes them open. She gives us one last devastatingly beautiful look before fleeing through them, disappearing into the castle.

My heart pounds as the doors slam shut.

I push away from the table and stand up.

“Hold on,” Cassius says, grabbing my arm. “We have to give her some time.”

“I’ve waited thirty-two years for this night,” I say, unable to hide the anguish in my tone. “Do not make me wait more.”

“One more night will not kill you.”

“It might.”

He smiles. “I feel your need, Tovik. Believe me, I know what you’re going through. It’s just as bad for me. But she’s not like us. She’s a human. This is all new to her. We must give her a minute at least.”

I sit back down with a huff. “One night,” I say, cursing under my breath. “For I won’t be able to wait any longer than that.”

“Let’s pray to the gods that we won’t have to,” he says, rubbing his eyes. “I won’t be able to stand that much torture either.”

Chapter Six

Vaela

Istare at the ceiling for a full two hours. I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to fall asleep.

My body is on fire.

I’m twisting and turning in bed, wondering where this heavy throbbing between my legs came from. It’s deep, insistent, and so needy I can’t think of anything else.

Heat keeps rushing through me in waves, leaving my face flushed and my breathing uneven.

I close my eyes, but all I can see is them.

Cassius’ sexy grin. Those alluring eyes. Those slender hands that would probably tease and stir me up until I’m begging for him to touch me down there.

Tovik. Strong and solid and so fucking sexy. I can’t stop thinking about what it would feel like to have those powerful hands holding me down as he took me from behind, grunting in my ear.

And the two of them together? Making me their plaything? Oh gods…

Heat rushes through me in waves, leaving my face flushed and my breathing uneven.

Every nerve in my body seems awake, buzzing beneath my skin while sleep remains completely out of reach.

I throw off the blankets and grunt in frustration. The relentless ache between my legs is unbearable.

My hand slides down my stomach to release some of that aching, but I stop myself. I am still a lady. I have to keep myself under control.