Dominic
I yawned, surprised by how tired I felt despite having napped on the ride and slept well the night before. I left my office, heading to my room. My suitcase still smelled of the sea air. It was clinging to my skin, too.
I pulled my clothes from the night before out and caught the faintest scent of Renee on them. It felt ridiculous but I buried my face in it and breathed deeply, letting her scent fill my senses.
My fated mate, hm?
I wanted—needed—to believe that it was Renee. Every instinct in me screamed her name. But I didn’t let myself get swept away in the possibility. Not entirely. If it wasn’t her… if it was someone else… I would respect it. I would try.
Polygamy wasn’t unheard of in our world, especially among alphas. Shared bonds, strategic marriages, multiple par
