Chapter 91
Annalise
(18+)
The air in the room was thick with something I couldn’t quite name. Anticipation. Tension. Something forbidden yet inevitable. The flickering candlelight cast golden hues against the towering walls, the faint scent of burning wood and something distinctly Sylus filling my senses.
I stood at the center of the room, my back rigid, fingers curled into the hem of my dress. My heart pounded, the rapid beats echoing in my ears as I watched Sylus—my mate—prowl toward me with a deliberate slowness that sent shivers up my spine.
He had been waiting for this. They all had. But Sylus… Sylus was patient. Calculated. He wouldn’t rush, wouldn’t force. He would seduce.
He stopped just inches away, the heat of his body washing over mine. A gloved hand rose, fingertips grazi
