Sloane’s POV
‘Okuuuur!’ Zia pipes up, and I feel Moros's grin through the connection.
At the same time, a rush of heat rolls through me, carrying the unmistakable weight of his animal's desire. His need is anything but subtle, a raw, possessive hunger that seems to seep through Xavier's restraint and settle against my skin.
Zia vanishes at once, off to Merriland with Moros.
Swallowing, I accept Xavier’s hand, careful with my heels as I climb inside. His fingers remain around mine for a moment longer than necessary, holding me in his intense gaze, before he releases me and closes the door.
By the time he settles behind the steering wheel, I am still gushing.
"Where are we going?" I venture.
"Dinner, somewhere nice." He starts the engine. "Took two weeks to get in."
"That's incredibl
