The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate
It has to be because of the mate bond.
“You seem to have shrunk over half a day's work," he commented, his voice laced with amusement.
I gaped at him, lifting my head before I could stop myself. "Half a day? I've been breaking my back in those fields since morning!"
Shut up, Ember. Shut up.
Azai's crimson eyes gleamed. Without warning, he shrugged off the white robe, letting it pool at his feet.
Oh stars above.
He stood before me in nothing but the loose pants, every inch of his powerful, sculpted body on display. Gods... those broad shoulders, carved chest, and the sharp V of his hips disappearing beneath the fabric...