'The Alpha King seemed to devour any storm passing by just to show me his effort for us to dine together for the second time,’ I was telling myself. Begging myself. ‘Please don’t run to the toilet yet.’
I swallowed. Perhaps I should fart in my room first before meeting the Alpha King.
My watery bowels turned even more watery.
Mara howled at my thoughts, even the beads of sweat now forming on my forehead despite the cold. My wolf’s laughter continued, making my cheeks red.
I hope Kallias doesn’t smell it, or at least scent it in me.
Mara laughed even more.
“What are you blushing at?” Kallias gently let go of me and helped me stand straight.
“Can’t I just blush at my mate?” That foolish attempt to flirt in front of a cold Alpha is, well, foolish.
But the Alpha King smiled, even if it
