AMARA’S POV

I hated the amount dread that filled me as I made my way to the court room. Caelan walked by my side, jaw set and eyes hard.

This man disappeared after giving me that little ointment massage. He didn’t even come to bed last night. It makes me wonder if he had felt what I had felt in that moment.

When his hands were on me, touching the most delicate parts of me, I wondered if he could feel that desire. That need to take me was so fresh, so raw within me that I sincerely do not ...