Reynold - POV
I wore a black suit to adhere to the formal dress code. As I waited for Larissa, I couldn't help but feel possessive and protective of her. She wasn't my mate, or perhaps she was my second-chance mate. However, my curse doesn't allow for a second-mate bond. I was left wondering what this attraction was called.
As soon as the door opened, I gazed at Larissa; she looked stunning, and my heart skipped a beat. She walked up to me with a red blush and asked, "Do I look good?"
"Why the uncertainty, Larissa? You look absolutely beautiful. Any man would kill to have you in his life," I complimented her. However, she seemed skeptical of my words, and it pained me to see her lack of self-confidence.
As she placed her hand in mine, the chaos within me seemed to disappear, and a warm
