Chapter 17

Cyrus

I watched Eva climb up the stairs, and all the while, my instincts were yelling at me to go up there after her. I now knew that it wasn’t wise to listen to them all, mostly because they’d only put me farther up her hate list.

I was probably in first place as it was.

I made my way to my office instead, her scent all around me. I couldn’t get her face out of the forefront of my mind, with her cheeks that grew rosy whenever she showed a hint of emotion.

I sat on my chair and stared up at the ceiling. Would I ever stop thinking about how her lips would taste of how her body would feel against mine? This was a dangerous thought process, mostly because I had no assurance that such things would even happen between us. For now, they were only dreams, and that could be all they’d ever be.

But a man could dream.

I was almost undressing her in my mind when the phone rang. I sighed before answering it, and heard Alpha August. “Alpha Cyrus, I hope I’m not calling at an inopportune time