A little over a week has passed since the night Mishka gave herself to Dev and things between her and her soulmate had never been better. He was insatiable and she in return could only encourage his hunger. She knew that she still had to talk to Stephen, but in her defense, the Canadian Prince had to take a last minute trip back to his home country which left her unable to break the news. It wasn’t like she could tell him over the phone. In the time that he’d been gone, she’d spend every night with Dev which left her exhausted. Tonight, she was hell-bent on sleeping alone, but before she made her way back to her castle after dinner, she decided to make a pit stop at the library to get a book. Mishka shouldn’t bump into Dev there since he was still in the dining area engaged in a deep conversation when she snuck out. It should give her at least a twenty minutes start and if she could make it back to her quarters without being seen, she should be home free. That had been her plan, until she got to the library and who should she see but Dev sitting on one of the lounge chairs looking relaxed and smug. “How did you get here so fast?” She asked, feeling half annoyed and yet also impressed at how observant he was when it came to her. “Weren’t you talking to the Prince of England?” She continued, moving towards one of the stacks, careful to not get too close to him. If he got ahold of her it would be another sleepless night and as much as she wanted him, she needed sleep.