Aaron’s POV
I wait a few more minutes at the podium as the media from Mae’s charity gala practically stampedes into my press conference. This is exactly what I was hoping for: to take attention away from Henry Whitmore.
Like I said, no one is as ambitious as I am.
Though I did wait until Mae was done speaking. I don’t wish to take anymore from her than I already have.
With the press finally settling down, I open my mouth to get started.
Mate, my wolf says within us, stopping me cold.
Shocked that I could have found another mate so quickly, I scan the crowd discreetly. Is she here, in this room?
Yes, my wolf confirms. Mate.
Then my eyes fall on the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen – violet eyes and all.
MATE.
When I saw her on TV, I thought Mae looked more beautiful than I’
