#Chapter 82 Dominic

Dominic I yawned, surprised by how tired I felt despite having napped on the ride and slept well the night before. I left my office, heading to my room. My suitcase still smelled of the sea air. It was clinging to my skin, too. I pulled my clothes from the night before out and caught the faintest scent of Renee on them. It felt ridiculous but I buried my face in it and breathed deeply, letting her scent fill my senses. My fated mate, hm? I wanted—needed—to believe that it was Renee. Every instinct in me screamed her name. But I didn’t let myself get swept away in the possibility. Not entirely. If it wasn’t her… if it was someone else… I would respect it. I would try. Polygamy wasn’t unheard of in our world, especially among alphas. Shared bonds, strategic marriages, multiple partners. It was all normal. If the mate the Goddess had chosen for me wasn’t Renee… maybe, just maybe, she would still allow herself to be loved by me. Or love me back. One way or another, I woul