ILYANA.
I knocked on the door quietly, the sound echoing through the vast hallway. My heart pounded heavily in my chest as I heard his voice.
“Come in.”
I stepped inside.
His room was three times bigger than the one I was given, as expected for an alpha who had an entire wing to himself. Brown panels lined the walls, the marble floor veined with white and deep shades of brown. There was a bed, a long sofa, and a bar, all set within the same space.
He was seated at the bar when I entered, and my heart skipped at the sight of him. The suit was gone. A few buttons of his shirt were undone. He looked… different. Less controlled. More dangerous.
After the event, one of the guards had escorted me back to my room, only to return later and tell me the alpha king would be late and that I shou
