The Alpha in My Dream
I knocked firmly.
"Enter," Kieran's deep, commanding voice rumbled from inside.
I pushed the door open with my shoulder and stepped into the room. Kieran was standing behind his desk, deep in a serious briefing with Luke and Marcus, all three of them looking over a map of the southern border. The air was thick with serious warrior business, but the absolute second Kieran's golden eyes landed on me, his entire face softened. The hard, ruthless mask of the Alpha King melted away into pure, breathtaking warmth.