Possessive Mate

Alyssa’s point of view

Lavender. Fresh lavender. It’s inciting. It’s like someone is here.

Marcelo?

My eyes snap open, covered in a cold sweat, my heart pounding.pounding.

Looking around the room, suspicious and paranoid that Marcelo would come to my room. I look around the room and Kasper is not in my bed. Where did he go?

The sun shines through the window. It’s already morning. Is it why I could smell lavender?

“Kasper’s men attacked him on the southeast border.” Marcelo’s voice comes from downstairs and I frown. What could he be doing here?

I throw off the sheets and stumble out of bed. I quickly grab my robe and make my way out of the bedroom.

Are they arguing? What happened? My heart pounds even more. The curiosity is killing me to know that his here right now when I should have been with him last night.

You attacked him in my territory?” Marcelo sounds calm more than anything.

It worries me.

“Do you think this is funny? Tyler is my family and right now his fighting for his life—