“What are you doing here?” Myra asked, her tone all confrontational.

“Err, looking for you.” Cole replied like it was the dumbest question ever which Myra should know because mates are rarely separated during the first few weeks since their mating and it applied to all races.

“Shouldn’t you be still sleeping?” Myra asked, swallowing air loudly when Cole walked to her, the same way he did when she was ranting. Like he was on a hunt and she was his prey.

“You only wore me out because that’s my first time, don’t count on it again.” He growled leaning into her space while Myra seemed to watch him transfixed....