LUCIEN'S POV

I slammed the office door shut behind me, leaning back against the solid wood like it was the only thing keeping me upright. My heart was hammering in my chest, a wild drumbeat that echoed in my ears.

Fuck.

I pressed my forehead against the cool surface, eyes squeezed shut, trying to catch my breath. But all I could feel was her—her hand on me, squeezing just enough to make my blood roar. Adele. My mate. She had no idea what she was doing to me. No fucking clue how she’d burrowed under my skin, into my veins, consuming every damn thought day and night.

I ran a...