Alastair
Feeling the weight of responsibilities pressing on my shoulders, I decided to take a break from the chaos that seemed to be engulfing our lives. The winery company demanded my attention; it had been neglected amidst the whirlwind of recent events. Despite the urgency to address business matters, I couldn't shake off the lingering thoughts of Nyala.
As I walked through the vineyards, the scent of fermenting grapes filled the air. It was a familiar and comforting smell. Why was I allowing myself to get attached to her? It defied logic. She is a human, and the forbidden combination that should never come to life. My inner voice reminded me that I had a duty to find my mate, a task made even more pressing by the sorcerer's one-month ultimatum.
Yet, Nyala's image persisted in my min
