Chapter 11: The Portrait

Liliana’s POV

I wake up to the rising sun with a shiver. I should be warm in the arms of my mate but a turn of my head on the pillows tells me that Kaden has been long gone. His side of the bed is cold and empty.

I bite my lips, trying not to let my disappointment show. I suppose his duties to his pack often call him away before the break of dawn. After all, he is the Alpha King of the North and I…well…I am not sure what I am to him actually.

He has yet to mark me.

I sit up and the blanket that covered me slides down to my waist and all at once, memories of last night come dancing back to me. I do not know why I am thinking of this now, but Kaden felt different from the first night. He was wild, unbridled with passion and very, very rough unlike our first night together. I wince as my feet touch the ground. It still hurts down there.

Is he always like this? I frown, wondering why he had left my question unanswered during our moment of wild intimacy last night. Perhaps I will ask h