Frankie POV
"What are you doing in here?" I repeated myself, very grateful I hadn't had the opportunity to remove any clothes yet. Before me stood the king.
His grin told me he had something up his sleeve. As to what he was planning, I could not decide, but I had a feeling I would not be pleased with him when I knew.
He stalked towards me, the preditor we all were on the surface of his features. He stood in front of me and leaned down, sniffing my neck.
"John?" I called out tentitively.
The kings chuckle rumbled darkly, "Your mates are asleep. Although calling out for the bear is interesting dont you think? Do you feel more protected around him?"
I side eyed him without speaking. It was an instance where waiting for his direction would be better than tipping my cards to him too qu
