"The first time Zeke laid eyes on you, he knew you were his. Your pheromones sent shivers down his spine and drove him crazy with desire. But fate seemed to be testing his patience. You were his student, too young to be his mate, barely 16 and he was already 25. When you went back to retrieve your purse, he was there in the classroom, his manly pheromones causing your knees to weaken. "Why are you still here?" He asked, approaching you slowly.