Hera’s POV

Felixe stood leaning against the doorframe of his bedroom, watching me walk into mine. I had no idea why he completed the cleaning up in the blink of an eye! Now, when he was done, he just watched me like a hawk in silence. 

I knew he wasn’t happy that I didn’t sleep with him. How could I? We might be mates, but we weren’t exactly close. One heated kiss wasn’t enough to make me sleep with him! He was still my captor and I, his captive. 

“What if they return?” A ...