Chapter 38

Zarek stood by the door, his long hair flowing like silk. In the shadows, his skin glinted faintly, the light breaking across it like scales.

He stood there quietly, with a lazy air about him, his long lashes casting shadows over his eyes. His voice was cool and indifferent as he said, "This is my future mate's temporary home now. Alma doesn't care if I come in."

Cora just said, "Oh." She turned b