Chapter Twenty-Four

Troy’s POV

Troy stood looking at the closed elevator doors and his hands balled into fists. What the fuck had she meant by his mate? He’d realized their predicament the moment they’d left the barrier of that island. The rune Drake had given him had acted on his own wishes.

He’d wanted to spend time with her, get to know her and fuck her. He’d wanted to fuck her again since that day he’d stood on her porch. The magic of the island did that, it brought forth inner desires and left no room for anything else.

That only meant that Reese had wanted to try as well. If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have responded to his touch like she had. They had chemistry, intense chemistry, but something had flipped the switch in her mind.

Troy walked back into his quarters and grabbed their suitcases. He froze in the doorway of the master suite and closed his eyes. Amber’s scent swirled in the room and he inhaled deeply. It had been six years since her smell had enveloped him. It sent goosebumps rising all ov