After.

Alpha Zane's POV

Freya's mark on my neck burned with such raw intensity it forced me up on my feet and out of my study where I plotted the next devastating move in ridding myself of this curse.

I got to her chambers and forgetting that I could have just asked her maid who might have known where she was about her whereabouts, I traced her scent from the room.

I sniffed like a hunting dog till I got to the foot of the winding staircase that led up to the watchtower.

Her mark stung with higher urgency and I whizzed up the stairs. In no time, I made it to the entrance of the watchtower.

My gaze found her. There she was.

She was standing still and stately, staring serenely at me, like she waited for me to come to her. She looked breathtaking in that beautiful green dress.

She looked fine, exquisite even, so why did our mate bond stretch so taut that it caused her mark to call me that urgently. Something had to be wrong.

I wondered if she had seen Alexia yet.

Looking at her poured i