Draven's pov

I slumped back in my chair, the weight of the day pressing down on me like a physical force. I let out a long and loud sigh, not the kind that brings relief, but the kind that comes from being completely drained.

I had fought battles I couldn’t even count, brokered deals with mafia lords and dangerous men who thrived on chaos, and stared down death more times than I cared to remember. But nothing... nothing felt as exhausting, as nerve-wracking, as this.

Planning a mating ...