“Have some – Have some tea.” My eyes fell on the tray Sabrina brought in so I rushed over to the table and grabbed the teacup. “Here.” I shoved it at him. “This should help calm your nerves.”“Thank you.” He accepted the cup with one hand and swept his hair back with the other. Then he let out a lou
*KILLIAN*“I greet Your Majesty the Alpha King.” I looked up to see my beta in a deep bow.“I told you not to return without a mage.” I put down the papers I’d been reading. “So what are you doing here?”“Your Majesty, I have searched high and low for a mage but found none. It seems they know we are
“You are not my mate,” I muttered into my empty office. “But you are mine.” The urge to possess and dominate choked me. “No one else can have you.” I did not try to understand the feeling. All I knew was that it was there. Amethyst was mine and anyone that tried to take her from me would meet a cold
“He is our mate,” my wolf whispered as if in awe. “That’s why - That’s why –“ That’s why I was attracted to him. I could not take my eyes off Killian. Several emotions flashed across his face; from surprise to confusion until finally, he schooled his expression. “You are mine,” he mumbled, wip
“What – in the goddess’ name is going on here?” Orion and other guards rushed into the forest, pausing when they saw the king and I with the spectacle behind us. “Who? What –“ The beta stuttered. “Clean this up,” Killian said, linking our fingers. “Your Majesty – Who? Shall we send word –“ Or
I was thankful that the work of the Alpha King called Killian away before he kissed me because it gave me time to gather my thoughts. Killian was my mate. Our sham of a mating had become true. The other day I was talking about setting a time frame for our contract, thinking he would find his mate an
“Correct.” My heart pounded faster. “There is no need to be afraid,” he said. “I was not sent to hurt you.” “So – What do you want from me?” I stuttered, pressing my back into my seat. The confirmation of the thoughts that had circled my mind in the past terrified me. My brain ran amok putting
I had been born, it seemed, with a raised death flag. “You are nonchalant about all this,” I muttered, then sighed. He could be nonchalant about all this because they did not affect him. I was the hybrid, the one with unknown origins, and the one who could be hunted down by mages who consider