Seraphina's POV
Just then, a few healer assistants walked by. When they saw Mortimer, their eyes lit up with instant attraction.
They looked at me, grinning and nudging each other. "Seraphina, is this your boyfriend? He's gorgeous. Aren't you going to introduce us?"
I felt a jolt of awkwardness and instinctively cut my eyes toward Mortimer.
Our mating was a well-kept secret.
Outside of a tiny inner circle, no one knew we were mated.
And I knew Mortimer—an arrogant Alpha like him wouldn't want our private arrangement turned into workplace gossip. He hated being pried into.
To keep him from feeling offended—and to stop him from dropping a lethal aura in the middle of the cafeteria—I shut it down fast. "No. Not my boyfriend."
I denied it so cleanly it was clinical.
The second the wor
