RYKER’S POV

No, no. no. No. No. I’m so screwed. This is bad.

“Am I interrupting something?” She stood by the door, her arms crossed, staring at me, then at Sophie.

Sophie bent her head down, acting all scared. “I—I’m sorry, Princess, I mean, I was only here to make the bath for the Alpha King, and I forgot to deliver the oil. I just came to deliver it.”

“I see. You were delivering it where? On my mate’s body?” She replied, staring daggers at me.

Goddess! She looked hot ...