{"I came to your because my beast led me to you."}
FLORA'S POV
I drowned myself in work, burying my desires beneath endless reports and battle strategies, hoping that sheer willpower could silence the pull of her. But night always came, and that meant going home.
Home, where she waited and the moment I stepped outside, the warm, heady scent of the bay wrapped around me, thick with salt, earth, and something else, something intoxicating. My pulse quickened. I knew she was close before I even saw her.
Then, like a whisper in the dark, Rita emerged from the shadow as her golden eyes burned into me, sharp and knowing, her smirk lazy and full of wicked intent. The moon cast silver over her dark curls, her posture radiating something untamed, something predatory.
"Long night, Commander?" she murmured, her voice a slow caress, the kind that ignited heat in the pit of my stomach.
I exhaled sharply, my restraint already hanging by a thread. "Yeah"
