She smirked, “I’m not taking that risk again, my King.” He smiled in daze as his fingers traced her hair down her back lovingly.

“That’s probably the wise thing to do for tonight, my Queen.” He smirked.

“Xandar, please stop calling me that. I’m not your Queen. I’m a Gamma. If you don’t stop, the others are going to think that they’re obligated to follow.” She pleaded in annoyance as she checked her phone, failing to see how her words hurt Xandar to his core. His animal was whimpering, and it wanted him to put their mate on his lap, hold her close, and keep telling her what an amazing...