GABRIELLE

When I entered the room, I was prepared for the sweet assaults of my mate.

No matter how much my mind resisted, the chemistry of the bond was always present.

I opened the door, and immediately, the delicious scent hit my nose—much stronger and muskier.

Quinn had been training outside.

I imagined him sweating, his bulging muscles exposed under some combat shirt. I had to admit, I was dying to run my eyes over his body.

However, the rustling sound of clothes reached my ears. I thought he was getting ready to take a bath, but then his steps didn't head toward the bathroom.

“Quinn, what are you doing?” I asked, saying his name the way he liked so much.

“I’m going to sleep in another room to let you rest. You don’t need me watching over you so closely anymore,” he replies, and his dry tone makes me tense up.

What’s going on? Just this morning, he nearly ravished me with his morning erection when he woke up.

“The Healer hasn’t said I’m fully recovered yet, I…” I trail off, realizi