Zelda
"You called for me." I mumbled as I arrived in his cabin.
"Come in."
I stepped inside to find him sitting elegantly. His back turned to me as he swivelled the chair.
"Yes sir," I tried to sound formal.
It took a lot of effort for me to stay focused. His scent was all over. His auburn hair shone like the setting sun. I was tempted to touch and ruffle his hair, but I managed to stay within my limit.
I stood there for goddess knows how long, yet he didn't say a word.
He seemed determined to torture me. Does he know how much he affects me?
This mate bond is so compelling. It's making me want to do outrageous things even though I know that it's totally wrong.
My mother deserves all the happiness in the world. After my father's death, I've never seen my mother with any oth
