The executioner and the Alpha King
I whisper.
“Then trust me,” he says, and this time his voice is steady, grounding. “I won’t betray you. But you have to promise me something.”
I nod. “Anything.”
“No big decisions without me. And no hiding things from me. We’re stronger together. We always were.”
I breathe out slowly. My chest still feels tight, but a small thread of calm starts weaving its way in. “Alright,” I whisper. “Together.”
“Good. Now,” Aries says, and I can feel the smirk forming, “open your damn laptop and let’s figure out a birthday present before you accidentally gift her, like, a blender or something.”
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