Damon

"Hey, beautiful." My words came out in a rush before I could stop them, making me bite my bottom lip afterwards.

Why does she make me say things I didn't want to say?

Not like she wasn't extremely beautiful, but I didn't want to make it seem that I was drooling over her.

An Alpha King doesn't drool over his property.

Get yourself together, Damon!

"My King," she said in a rush before adjusting to make space for me on the bed.

I clenched my hand tight in the pocket of my grey leather jacket to avoid running my hands over her.

Fuck! It was so tempting.

What was...