Aira’s POV

“You did not need to endanger your life for me, baby,” Danielle woefully said as he hugged me from behind possessively, as if that very stance could protect me from everyone and everything in the world.

We were in my dorm before we made way for our stay in the Zorean Pack.

“Don’t worry, Your Highness,” I teased. “Samantha, Zane and Aunt Nyssa are securing your getaway as well as that of the other slaves,” I divulged. “I can’t keep my King in ...