Chapter Fifty-Three

Ronin’s nostrils flared, trying to escape the sweet aroma of his mate’s need all while taking in more of her heady scent. Her declaration was a jolt right to his cock. From the look in her eyes, and what he felt through their bond, she wasn’t joking. If he didn’t go to her willingly, she would find someone else.

Someone eager.

Like Nik.

No. Curse or no curse, no one would claim his right.

‘We have to,’ Kaon pushed, scratching at his mental walls. Desperate to get out and fulfill the aching need that overtook him.

“Now, Ronin!” Liora groaned in frustration, curling into herself again. Dammit.

“Leave,” He ordered the others when the males started to draw closer, barely able to resist the magnetic pull of a female in heat. “LEAVE!” This time when he bellowed the command, they obeyed, hurrying in the direction of laughter and music.

Ronin was grateful that all he wore was a Greek robe. It gave no resistance as he tugged the gold band around his waist. He stepped out of them and walked na