Ghian
The urge to apologize had been an agonizing weight dragging behind him all day long, but he’d pushed through, knowing giving into his need once again would be selfish. Aalyan didn’t want empty words, he wanted solitude and peace. It was the least Ghian could offer him after all he’d taken, fully knowing it was not freely given.
He couldn’t understand how he’d imagined Aalyan meant it when he’d said he wanted to be f****d. He’d smelled like he did and he’d certainly been physically ready... Ghian stumbled over an empty pot left on the side of the cooking area and growled, the ache on his foot insignificant as the situation became clearer to him. Had Aalyan ever wanted him at all?
“Alpha?” Little Ylsi had stopped next to him, body tense. “Are you okay?”
Ghian swallowed, forcing a s
