Octavia
The relentless knocking on my bedroom door was driving me insane. I wouldn’t have been surprised if the king was also demanding to see me constantly through the mind-link, stressing Garrett out even more. So I quickly got dressed, putting on whatever I could find, longing for a shower, but it would have to wait. Walking to the door, I opened it only to meet the eyes of a very impatient beta.
“Finally!” he said, already turning and walking down the hallway without checking if I was following.
“You barely gave me any time,” I snapped.
He didn’t respond, only quickened his pace. Garrett stopped in front of the king’s bedroom door but didn’t reach for the handle. Unsure what he was waiting for, I tried to open it myself to get this over with. He immediately placed an arm in front o
