CHAPTER 38
LEILA’S POV
Alpha Alaric’s fingers tightened around my wrist as he yanked me into the room, then flung me hard around to face him. He looked calm on the surface, but his eyes told another story entirely. The storm swirling in those crimson depths showed just how furious he truly was with me.
“What was the meaning of that out there?” he snapped, his arm shooting out as his finger jabbed toward the door.
My eyebrows furrowed, irritation tightening my face. “What? The part where I saved your precious mate?”
“Stop calling her that,” he growled, voice low and rough. “You are my mate.”
I shrugged. “Not in the eyes of your people, not to Lady Diane, and certainly not to you,” I said, lowering myself onto the edge of the bed. “But yes, I had to save her, because someone asked it o
