Chapter 102: His Luna
(Grace's POV)
Alexander finished his call, his sharp, commanding presence lingering as he slid the crystal back into his pocket. Instantly, his golden eyes found mine. They held that same mix of authority and something gentler, something protective that always left me unsure of how to feel.
“Come here,” he said, his voice low but firm, patting the empty space beside him on the cushioned rest area.
I hesitated, shifting uncomfortably. My stomach betrayed me with a faint growl, the sound only emphasized by the sharp sensitivity of pregnancy.
“You missed breakfast again, didn’t you?” he asked bluntly, his gaze narrowing. He didn’t sound angry, but there was a distinct edge to his tone—something between irritation and concern.
I flushed, embarrassed by the aud
