Seth

I AM BESOTTED with my mate, and she has no idea.

The realization hits me during the morning Council briefing. I’m standing beside Lucian’s throne while some minor lord drones on about grain shipments. I should be paying attention—after all, this is my job, my duty—but all I can think about is the silk dress I gave Selene last night.

The way her eyes went wide with disbelief when I presented it to her. Deep, emerald green, the color of forest shadows, cut to drape and cling in ways that made my mouth go dry just imagining it on her body.

“Seth, this is too much—”

“Nothing is too...