Chapter 260
- Under the silver wash of moonlight spilling in through the kitchen window, Carmen’s drunken tears glittered like dew.
- She had found a face that fit every detail of her aesthetic, a presence that made her wolf perk up and her heart tighten in her chest—and yet, this male, her mate, Duke, seemed to have no interest in women.
- What Carmen meant to say was, Why can’t you respond to a woman—why do you only prefer men?