Thinking about her

Quentin's Pov:

I am sitting in my throne room surrounded by the soldiers and Damien planning on how to get Veronica back and where to look for her. It's not hard to look for her but something in me is stopping me from doing it, my mate is missing and I am thinking about the silver-haired vixen who clouded my head and made it so hard to concentrate on anything other than her and her needy moans and the way she responded to me and the way we came together with just dry-humping each other.

Everything with her is intense, it may be anger or attraction. I don't know if there is a spell so strong that can be used against me to attract or seduce. This is something else and I don't know what it is.

" Your Majesty! We have mostly scanned in every area around us but we didn't find anything, not even any sign about her highness." Damien informed in his professional tone because in this throne room everyone should behave according to their title.

" Hmm, gather some more guards and look carefully. We will get the lead and inform me about it as soon as you can." I dismissed all of them but Damien stayed back.

" Your Majesty! Can we take this conversation to the gardens?" He asked, waiting for my answer I stood up from my throne and followed him to the gardens.

With each step to the gardens, I can smell her scent all over the way, and when I near the gardens her scent hit my nose a thousand times more making my head spin and Quen my pet inside me growl loudly with want and need for her. We have never even felt this way for Veronica but why is it different with her now?

" Are you alright, Quentin?" Damien asked, sitting on one of the benches while I was looking around for her but she was nowhere to be seen. With a grumble, I sat beside him.

" Yeah, I'm fine! So, what is it that you want to talk about?" I asked him still in my thoughts about her, being in the gardens, in her place making my head spin with her lingering scent and the memories of our night. I need to push her out of my head and the memories.

" I don't know, you seem so distant and in thought!" I can see that myself too and it is because of Aiza not because of Veronica, my mate about whom I should have worried sick and should have called upon hell to look for her but I am not doing a damn thing.

If something happened to Aiza! Even the thought made Quen growl so ferociously that made my head throb with pain.

" Are you okay Man!" Damien asked concern written all over his face seeing me shut my eyes in agony holding my head.

" I don't know what is wrong with him! Or even with me, Damien!" I pointed toward my head and he took the hint that I am talking about my dragon.

" Your mate is kidnapped and I know how painful it is for you to sit here and wait for her arrival." He said in a mocked tone making my head whip towards him in surprise and anger.

" Watch your tone, Damien! Or else…" He didn't let me finish cutting me off in the middle before laughing out so loud that his body was knocked off the bench he was sitting on.

" What the hell! Is it funny to you that my mate is missing?" I growled out not because I was angry that he is disrespecting me but because he knows I am more concerned about something else.

" Stop with the act, Quentin! I saw Aiza running out of our chambers last night all flushed and smelling like you." I growled at him for even noticing her and observing every fucking thing about her.

" You should have shown your anger before I was disrespecting your mate but why now when I was talking about Aiza?" He raised his eyebrows in suspicion but at the same time, he has that annoying smirk on his face that I want to knock off.

" Shut the Fuck up! Damien! I am not in the mood for your games." I stood up ready to dash away from there but I was stopped by the familiar sweet smell which intoxicated me to the extent that I thought I am drooling. I smell her before I see her, there she is walking into the garden wearing a blouse that hugged her upper body accenting her assets, and a skirt that hide her long legs but I know how soft they were and how tight her thighs gripped my hips when I was tasting her lips against the wall.

My eyes tried to take in her as much as they could, and Quen and I growled in appreciation. I can feel the heat of Damien's stare but I ignored him and just focused on Aiza who didn't see us yet and smiling so big that dimples formed on her cheeks and she looked so carefree and happy. I loved seeing her happy but an ache started to spread through me for not being the reason for her smile. I have never felt these emotions before and never got mesmerized by any woman, not even by Veronica.

Like how I felt her before I saw her, she felt me before she saw me with her suddenly stopping in her tracks and her eyes got big in surprise and shock and the clear goosebumps spreading across her arms and the way her breath hitched.

There is something that is pushing us toward her even though everything is so complicated and I need to know everything because I can't handle the attraction I am feeling toward her and I need to get her out of my head.

" This is what I am talking about, Quentin! You guys look different in each other's presence." I didn't turn around to acknowledge his words because she has all my attention on her, the way her cheeks flushed red, and how is looking so breathless like I am affecting her the same way she is affecting me.

Maybe I should ask her to meet alone and ask her why she ran out of my chambers last night and what the hell is happening to me and to us. She can see my determination in my eyes and I am not hiding it from her.