“Excuse me.”

Joshua Melrose turned anxiously to see the owners of the timid voice. He was fairly sure it was but a dominant, but he wasn't certain. He couldn't breathe deeply until he turned and saw who was speaking to him.

The person was small, much smaller than his six feet, with cotton-candy pink hair cut in a pixie cut. They had an ornate leather and silver collar around their neck, and cuffs in a similar style on their wrists.

But even without the accessories, ...