Dorian: It's my privilege and my honor, Alpha.
He breathed into the kitchen and moaned softly against me.
Daemon: What have you cooked for us, my sweet Dove?
I looked at him, smiling.
Amelia: Bouillabaisse and fresh bread, baby.
Daemon: Common sense, we're going to have a great time tonight...
Amelia: While this is simmering, can I go for a walk outside with Dorian... or you, if you want to come... but I know you're busy, my darling... so that's why I asked about Dorian...
He looked at me with half-closed eyes, quietly considering my question.
Daemon: Okay, but don't go too far. The woods aren't safe, and although your Gamma is strong, alone against the savages, he wouldn't survive.
I stood on tiptoe to kiss him gently.
Amelia: Thank you, darling.
Then I left with Dorian. He rem
