Siroos tiredly walked back to his compound with slouched shoulders. She was slowly creeping up into his very existence and he was letting her. He hadn't anticipated that mate bond would mess with his very thinking abilities, and at times, he would make decisions solely based on his heart.
Laying down on his sleeping mat he placed both his hands under his head and began to contemplate while blankly staring at the ceiling. The wooden door to his compound knocked and he wondered if it was Faris coming over for a late drink. But his brother hardly knocked.
"Proceed!" He permitted in his throaty voice.
The door creaked open and a female stepped in, dressed in very provocative clothes. She swiftly closed the door behind her and tiptoed to where Siroos lay.
His head slowly shifted towards her as his eyes took her in and he sternly questioned.
"Kela?"
