AJ'S POV
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I had a dream. In it, I knelt in front of Diana and almost marked her.
I woke up with a surge of heat and longing, wanting nothing but to be closer to my mate and stay close to her until this pain in my chest eased.
Mate?
How long had I searched for her? Perhaps she had always been right in front of me, but I was too blinded or too scared because another man kept claiming her.
Now it was all crystal clear at how much she meant to me, how much I wanted to pull her into my arms.
My eyes burst open as the sun hit my face through the parted balcony curtains. My eyes moved toward the bed, but she wasn't there.
Even her scent is faint.
"Diana," I called, pushing myself up. But she wasn't in the room, nor was she in the bathroom.
I pulled out my phone and dialed her number, but a ring tone buzzed from under her pillow.
Her phone was still here. She couldn't have gotten far.
