Esmeralda

My heart jumped into my throat the moment the scent of sandalwood, citrus and honey hit my nostrils.

I got up with a start, hiding behind the small bed when his steps got closer.

I watched how he strode with dominance and power, taking his time to catch me by my scent...but there was also something about the way he walked.

Snap out of it, Esme.

"Why does mate look so scary?" Emerald whispered as if he was going to hear her in my head.

The atmosphere shifted to a more dreadful one as tension rose between us. His aura screamed hatred, rage, and revenge making me want to...