Dakota let out a long, defeated sigh before opening one eye. "Tell me, Elena... how is a woman supposed to keep her word when a man like that keeps walking around smelling the way he does? The moment those ridiculous pheromones reach my nose, every bit of determination I've built up simply disappears. I tell myself I'll ignore him, then he comes close, and suddenly my brain stops working."
Elena couldn't stop herself from laughing. "So the Royal Alpha isn't entirely to blame?"
Dakota immediately shook her head. "Oh, he absolutely is. He knows exactly what he's doing. I'm convinced he releases those pheromones on purpose just to make my life difficult."
The moment the words left her mouth, the Blood Oath stirred gently. A familiar warmth brushed against her consciousness, followed by the unmistakable feeling that someone was thoroughly entertained.
Dakota's cheeks flushed. "...He's listening."
Elena blinked in confusion. "The Blood Oath?"
