AsheronThis peasant kept crossing paths with me. It was already annoying because I had a woman I was already devoted to; Pearl, since after she saved me from an accident years ago. But ever since Seraphina stumbled across my borders, bringing her chaotic, addicting scent into my territory, my focused mind was unravelling.The only reason I kept her close was to use her as a link to Rowan’s weaknessI stood at the high arched window of my study, staring down at where I had scent-marked her hours ago. The pulse in my palm throbbed with the memory of her skin.Why on earth did she have that weird effect on me?She was nothing more than a discarded Omega, a weakling who had mistaken me for Rowan and shoved her lips onto mine in a stupid feverish blur. I should have tossed her to the rogues at the border. Yet, I had signed a contract binding her to my absolute authority, wrapped her in my own jacket, and branded her skin with my scent.A clearing of a throat broke the silence behi
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