14. Euphoric
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Killian strides over to me with a plate of food in his hands. "You didn't make it to the dining halls," he said in his strong voice. He was still oozing with his Alpha presence. I have come to believe that exerting his dominance was just a part of him.
He handed me the plate, and I stared at him in confusion. Why was he doing this? He mated with me and made it clear that I was an inconvenience in his life. Why was he doing all this? He could have easily sent someone else. Why did he have to come by himself?
"I'm not hungry," I eyed him. It's strange to think that this time yesterday we were both entangled on this very same bed, and he was the one plunging me into the greatest heights of desire. But at the same time, it felt like he was someone else. He was a bit s
