When Talon finally reached the door of the suite he shared with Diana, he stopped. His hand rested on the handle, but he did not turn it. For several long seconds, the Alpha King simply stood there. Not because he did not want to see Diana.mNot because he was still too angry to speak with her. Quite the opposite.
The emotions rushing through him were almost overwhelming. He had spent the entire day away from her. No conversations. No mind links. Not even one brief visit to make sure she had eaten or rested properly.
Talon could not remember the last time they had gone this long without speaking when they were both in the same pack house.
He missed her. Goddess, he missed her. Yet beneath that longing was still the pain. Talon could not deny that Diana's confession had hurt him. As an Al
