Claimed by the Ruthless Alpha Prince
The man’s eyes widened at the sight of it.
“That should cover it,” I say.
“Oh yes, sir! More than enough!”
He moves quickly, wrapping the book with understandable excitement at the generous payment.
“Kael, please,” Elara tries again, but I pay no regard to her protests.
The shopkeeper presents me with the wrapped book, and I immediately press it into Elara’s hands. Her fingers close around it involuntarily, even as she continues to look conflicted.
“You wanted it,” I say simply. “If you want something, I’m going to make sure you get it.”