Esmond's POV
"It was my fault for cheating. How long are you going to punish me?"
Moonlight moss clung to the windowsill of this human apartment, barely surviving. As I stepped across the cheap synthetic carpet, the scent of pine needles leaked from me uncontrollably.
The temporary mark on Camellia's neck was fading, but her lychee-rose scent still made my wolf restless, its claws scraping along my spine.
She shifted slightly, curled up on the secondhand couch.
My wolf caught the faint smell of blood seeping through the cracks in our bond. My nails dug into my palms, a mix of violent possessiveness and regret burning in my chest—this body, which once shared warmth with me, was now being influenced by another Alpha's scent.
Camellia's hand tightened at her side. "I told you, I don't k
