#Chapter 41: She is the daughter of the enemy

Alexander I returned to the palace after dark. I figured Fiona may be asleep already, but still, my blood ran warm with anticipation as I continued thinking about what to say to her. How to account for my outburst and my absence these past few days, when finally we were face to face again. I worked the lock and the doorknob carefully. Eased the door open slowly. If Fiona was asleep, I did not want to wake her. But she was not asleep. I closed and locked the door silently behind me but hung back in the shadows. Fiona was lying in our bed with her legs spread wide, touching herself. A single candle on the bedside cast the scene in a small orb of flickering amber light. The rest of the room, including the doorway where I was standing, was pitch dark. The animal inside of me was already aroused. My heart was beating faster and faster, the longer I watched. My wolf told me to tear my clothes off and dive on top of her. But I had not been planning on coming home just to jump ri