Kaden Throne
I open the door.
Amethyst is seated behind her office desk, stacks of papers in three different piles in front of her. Since we were gone longer than anticipated, the Alpha duties pilled up and she was facing the responsibilities that came with the Alpha title.
“Alpha Amethyst,” I greet.
My voice ran under her skin and caused every muscle in her body to stiffen, the pen that skidded at a fast pace halted in between her fingers. The mass of obsidian hair curtained around her, dipping her head further until I heard a deep exhale.
“Beta Kaden.”
I see, we were in use of formalities. A smirk carried its way to my lips as I closed the distance between us. Stretching my hands against the edge of her desk opposite her and letting her adjust.
“Back to formalities
