Chapter Twelve: Torment of Possibilities

(Kaelia's POV)

At this point I could get a dairy to write down, everyday, how much Alarion’s scent, usually a comforting background hum to my existence, was now a blatant assault. His scent is suffocating —intoxicating my scent.

My omega whimpered, recognizing its mate, craving his presence with a...

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