Draven's pov

The thought of her having another mate rang through my head as I banged into the study.

I had left Kaelis's room out of frustration or disappointment-- I couldn't say. But what I knew was that I would be a fool to just believe whatever she said.

I walked to the table, searching the drawers, and I found my cigar. I had to light it up and quickly, I took a drag. Then another, and another. Slowly, the storm in my head and chest was dying down-- or I thought it was.

In a bout of ...