Caius’s POVI went back to the club the next night. And the night after that. I sat in the same private room, nursing the same drink, waiting.The associates tried to entertain me again, but I sent them away. I wasn’t interested in their games tonight.I was waiting for her.Hours passed.The club grew louder, the music heavier, the crowd more rowdy. Still, no sign of her.I was starting to think she wasn’t coming.That maybe I had imagined the connection. That maybe the mate pull I felt was one-sided — or worse, just my own desperate imagination.I was about to leave when the door opened.She stepped in.The black cat mask was back, covering the upper half of her face, leaving only her full lips and beautiful eyes exposed. She wore a different dress tonight — shorter, darker, more revealing. My breath caught in my throat.She was here.She walked toward me slowly, almost hesitantly. I stood up, my heart pounding harder than it had in any battle.“You came back,” I said, voice low.Sh
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