Come To Bed With Me

Luke was going crazy at how intense the scent of Clarisse’s pheromones leaked from the Queen’s palace across his own room. Although they were separated by one building’s worth of distance, his strong senses could pick her scent even a mile away. He wondered if Erina sensed it too.

He could feel himself heat up, his Fated Mate’s pheromones getting hold of him even without the intention to. What the hell was Clarisse up to in her room anyway? She wasn’t mating with a random werewolf was she?

“No, she isn’t that type of woman as far as I know her,” Luke murmured under his breath.

Because he couldn’t take it anymore, the Crown Prince got up in his pajamas and turned himself into his wolf form. He leapt out of his bedroom window lithely for his size, ran over roofs, and jumped towards the Queen’s palace in pursuit of the intoxicating smell. It needed to end or else…