Returning for my Mate

Xynathius’s POV

This was one of the most excruciating weeks I had ever spent. Our room had her lingering scent permeated in every corner. I tried to keep myself engaged enough during the day but nights were extremely difficult.

At times I slept with her nightshirt in my arms just to feel closer to her. Her alluring essence always lulled me into a peaceful sleep, those chemicals in the brain were only produced because of her fragrance now.

The days were sluggishly spent as I counted the hours before it would end and a new one would begin.

I contacted Thadieus and Shaline daily. Many times over and over. They always reassured me that Karica was immensely enjoying the stay with them and I needn't worry. There was always a lingering hope that I might hear her in the background but I never got lucky.

A day before the festival I was sitting in my study contemplating different angles of a future vampire attack. All had been quiet on the Vampire front. I had sent out some spies to gather