Moth to a Flame

Evander POV

The reception was a suffocating blur of noise, but the only thing registering in my system was the intoxicating pull of my mate.

I couldn't rip my eyes away from Freya. The gravitational drag she had on my very bones defied logic, hitting harder and digging much deeper than anything I had ever experienced with Genevieve. It clouded my usual rigid control, completely hijacking my thou