POV: Jasmine
My heart raced with excitement, but not just from the shopping—no, it was from him. From the way his voice shifted to a softer tone like I mattered more than anything else.
The guards trailed behind us with more bags, and I was happy to have a better look at the things we'd bought.
My mind was consumed by the way Alaric was looking at me now as if he was seeing me for the first time.
As soon as we stepped into the sitting room, the smell of food wafted into my nostrils, making my mouth water and my stomach tighten with hunger.
Selene... What was that?
I have never smelt something this mouthwatering—rich, buttery warmth mingling with the deep, savory notes of slow-roasted meat kissed by garlic and herbs, while the subtle sweetness of caramelized onions lingers in the air. It's the kind of aroma that seeps into your bones, making your stomach tighten with hunger and your mouth water in desperate anticipation.
