I was standing by the mirror, slipping into my dress, when the door clicked open. Dominics scent hit me firstsharp, commanding, unmistakably Alpha. My heart skipped a beat as I turned to see him leaning against the frame, his eyes dark and hungry.

What are you doing? I asked, clutching the fabric of my dress to my chest. My voice wavered, betraying the flurry of emotions I was trying to keep in check.

He didnt answer. Instead, he crossed the room in three swift strides, his ...