Onyx

When I got out of the Alpha's office, I found my mate dozing off on the ground next to the door. He was leaning his back on the wall while his arms were put on his lifted knees. He looked like a lonely puppy, not the strong werewolf he usually was.

I crouched next to him and studied his face. His lips were parted, and his cheeks were slightly pink. When he took yet another breath, my chest stumbled, and I bit my lip self-consciously. Those tempting lips had been on mine just a bit more than twelve hours ago.

But they had also been on Evangeline.

Any sign...