Aria's/Lysara's POV

The rich golden glow of the torches picked up Nahlia as she sashayed down the chamber to us, her footsteps graceful and feline-like, like that of a cat. She carried herself with that pompous, queenly grace she always wore around.

Her eyes took on his slowly. She tried to hide it behind a wall of nonchalance, but I saw it clearly. Hate breathed like fire in her eyes as she watched Alpha King Kael hold me tight to his body, his cock still pulping, like a living entity in my ...