Leia splashed the cold water on her face and looked at herself in the mirror. "I had completely lost the control over me. I asked... I asked Ronan to touch me. I even begged him. And his scent... It's still in my head. He turns out to be my mate," she murmured.
'Leia, why didn't his wolf respond to us?' Zei asked. 'I'm feeling the discomfort again. And after getting the scent of Ronan's pheromones, all I want us to mate with him.'
'Zei, I get the same feeling. But mating with him... It's not right yet. He hasn't even felt the bond. Only we sensed his scent. This heat came at the very wrong time.'
She again washed her face with the cold water.
"Leia, I've brought suppressants for you," Ronan spoke after knocking on the washroom's door.
Leia took the towel from the hanger and dried her face with it before walking out.
"Thank you," Leia replied.
"Your pheromones are all over the mansion," Ronan said.
"Don't you feel what kind of scent I possess?" Leia asked.
