The Alpha's Forbidden Auction Mate
"The lines run through the eastern ridge. They go down occasionally."
"Occasionally meaning..."
"Meaning someone will have it fixed by morning."
"So we're stuck in the dark until morning."
"We're stuck by candlelight until morning," he corrected, already moving, and a moment later a small flame flared to life on the table beside him, followed by another, until the library had traded electric light for something softer and older, shadows pooling into the corners of the room in a way that made the whole space feel smaller, more private, than it had ten minutes earlier.