Chapter 27

• Alaric’s POV
• It was late afternoon as I stepped into the house, my head pounding from exhaustation. I would still have to go back to the office in about an hour or two, and all I wanted at the moment was to rest for the amount of time I’d spend here before I went back.
• My eyes involuntarily snapped to Emilia who was standing in front of the window, watching Francesca playing in the garden with a small smile on her face. As much as I had tried to, I couldn’t get her scent out of my head this morning. I couldn’t get her scent out of my bed, unless I was going to burn up the sheets, or send them to the laundress which I didn’t have time for at the moment.