14

“Lira,” he whispers my name, almost beggingly. He then looks at the woman and back at me. “This isn’t what it looks like. I was just telling her to leave.”

I held my head up high, not believing him in the least. He doesn’t know I’ve lived through this already. “I just need a word, then you can return to your guest, Alpha Lachlan. It won’t take long.”

He growls, startling me for a moment, then his eyes soften with panic like he just realized he scared me. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t growling at you,” he sputters, then turns to glare at the woman, “GO! Don’t come back here again. I will tell the guards you are not allowed past the gates if you try.”

“But, Alpha,” the woman puffs up her face in offense while pouting. “I always spend the nights with you.” Her chest rises and falls like she is about to cry. Her hips are round, accented by her clothing, and she clutches her chest, making it spill out of her bodice even more. Is this why he never showed interest in me? Because he likes well-endow