Ren felt like he had lost his sanity. He couldn't do anything about the man who was leading him down a dark tunnel, far away from the light behind them.
Cilian stepped out of the car first and reached back to haul Ren out in his arms.
Ren didn't even attempt to fight him anymore, his body feeling like lead and his mind sinking into a thick, hazy fog from the overwhelming crush of pheromones.
His eyes were unfocused as he slumped against Cilian's chest, his head resting against the Alpha's shoulder while they moved through the silent, cold halls of the mansion.
Cilian carried him up the grand staircase with a steady, effortless stride that made Ren feel even smaller and more fragile than he already was.
Cilian finally got to Ren's room, but then turned to keep walking down the hallway to the master suite that belonged to him.
The maid who had quickly rushed ahead on seeing the situation opened the door, and then closed it as Cilian walked in with Ren in his arms.
