My heart thudded relentlessly, my mind still piecing together the whirlwind of emotions that had unfolded in the kitchen with Kenzo. I couldn’t blame him for the way he acted. To him, I was his mate, and I had unknowingly triggered something primal within him. What frightened me most, however, was my inability to push him away. In that moment, his eyes had been a blazing contradiction—raw and pure, filled with passion, desire, and lust. Just thinking about it made my body stir, a hunger ...