Velvet’s POV

I didn’t plan to run into him.

Well… that was a lie.

I absolutely planned it. I had been planning it for a while now.

Zavian had been dodging me, again after the breakfast incident. Not as serious as before. He talked to me when necessary, glanced at me when he thought I wasn’t looking, and inhaled sharply every time I got too close.

My bolder behavior was affecting him. I could feel it every time his eyes strayed, every time his jaw tightened, every time his wolf surged behind his gaze like it wanted to drag me away from everyone, and make my private property only accessible...