IVAN'S POV
I blinked, dragged out of my inappropriate daze.
"Huh?" I looked up quickly, meeting her eyes.
She must've seen something filthy in my gaze because her face flushed a deep crimson.
She cleared her throat and crossed her arms over her chest, trying to shield herself from me. I could see her debating whether to bolt inside and grab a shawl.
I didn't want her to cover up. But I needed to get a grip, fast.
"I've been in meetings with the Council of Elders all day," I said, blurting the first thing that came to mind. Fucking alcohol.
"Okay?" she raised a brow, clearly unimpressed. "And?"
I cleared my throat, forcing my eyes to stay on her face.
"One of the things we discussed was the ritual to sever our mating bond. It's happening in three days, during the full moon. Be ready."
"That was fast," she said, clearly surprised, momentarily forgetting her state of undress.
