Ace
I paced back and forth across the stone floor of my chambers, the memory of our encounter in the fabric store burning in my mind. I had pushed her today, cornering her in that tight space, hoping desperately that the pressure would force a single word from her lips. I had hoped she would tell me to stop. But she hadn't.
She had remained completely silent, staring back at me with wide, guarded eyes.
Could it be that I was just seeing things at the bakery? That it was all a trick of the light? I shook my head fiercely.
No….. I didn't think so. An Alpha’s eyes didn't deceive him.
“Alpha,” Ronan’s voice broke through the silence.
I looked up, stopping my relentless pacing as my Ronan walked closer into the candlelight.
“Hey,” I muttered, clearing my throat. “How exactly do you ma
