Daisy nestled into Rhain's bed, enveloped by the comforting warmth of his room, surrounded by a bed imbued with his scent. She clutched the blankets tighter, taking a deep breath of his fragrance. The only reason she was here was because she had shattered her own balcony door.
She'd broken her own balcony door!
The realization brought an involuntary grimace to her face. Her mother would have been mortified by such an act, but then she would be horrified to find the reason she was angry.
A sigh escaped her lips. Her flares of anger weren't going to coerce Rhain into an explanation. What she wanted, more than anything, was a simple confession. A confession that he cared, that she wasn't his prey, but his wife. But… she was his prey because she was...human.
