A Memory

To Doyen, that simple touch had been enough to almost unravel him, making him almost forget that this mate of his did not shy away from touching other men and even flirting with them. But as he felt a hot tear against his back, it seemed to remind him that he did not like her. Stepping towards the bath, he bit out, "Are you going to keep touching me without my permission? Do not tell me that when you thought me dead, you had no other partners."

Narrowing her eyes with anger at the cheap shot, she reminded herself that this was not her Ace. At least not totally. All his negative traits had been multiplied by thousands maybe. But really, this Doyen was going to learn to keep his mouth shut if he did not know how to speak nicely. She would teach him!

Seeing that her wonderful mate had stepped into the bath and was not slowly sinking into it with difficulty, she let out a wicked smile. She turned back and waited for him to let down his guard. And he did exactly that. Well, poor him, he