Enzo's POV
The floor carpet had been paced so often by my feet I was wearing it out. My fingers pulsate and hurt, and I snarled. My entire existence vibrated with the inclination to find her, realizing she was just on the opposite side of the castle and the reason for my aggravation. It had been two days since I kept looking at her, and the bond was wearing off.
I needed to get rid of it, busying myself with work, however it was close to unthinkable while my f*****g hand wouldn't quit pulsating. Irritated, I snarled, going after the jug, my bad habit, when I felt like I was losing control. We ought to examine the new passages, yet the extension stayed shut. So help overflowed me when Romeo ventured into the space to report it was presently open. I expected to move out of this spot and aw
