Solution

Lizette’s P.O.V.

My voice raised an octave, accusing him curtly.

“What do you think of me?

You thought that sending me a written manual will improve your sex life, or I’ll jump on you after reading about your preferences?

Listen to me carefully, Your Majesty.

I’m not and will never be interested in lechers. You’re free to go and enjoy your fantasies somewhere else.”

I wanted to show him the middle finger at the end of my lash out, but I hardly controlled myself. I couldn’t just use all my tactics at the beginning of the fight.

A flash of disbelief sparked King Vincent’s unblinking eyes, his face grew ashen as he said,

“What are you talking about, Lizette?”

Vincent’s brows rose to form an arc of astonishment as he grabbed that book and read the first page. He swore impulsively,

“You’re so dead, Arlo!”

He called his Beta to his office, tapping his fingers over the book. King’s calm and composed look was beyond my expectations, he should be seething in anger like a typical Alpha male.