"I'm just saying. Noam is out there and he can be all yours," Zael said planting the idea in Azlan's head.
Azlan paid him no attention, he rushed out of the room in search of Omar. Nothing else mattered, except for his mate.
He rushed to the party.
Nathaniel's moistened eyes searched around the party. 'Where is Noam?' he pondered. He yearned for the alpha and wanted to get away from Omar.
The darkling was sucking all the oxygen around him. His heart was in pieces, he could barely breathe, barely stand, and was almost dropping to his knees.
Omar had to be the biggest jerk of the season. To lead him on only to stand there, look into his eyes and make a reference about puzzle pieces.
Azlan walked into the room, watching the romantic setting around the ideal couple that had caught people's eyes with their incredible dance moves. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
