The Alpha's Mistaken Mate
I said, and for a moment, she just stayed there as if he had specifically asked her to drag me down, then she nodded again, turned and left.
Sighing, I quickly closed my door, pushing my back against it and closing my eyes for one second. Then I pushed off it and went to get myself ready.
By the time I reached downstairs, I came to an abrupt stop.
Galatia was standing at balcony at the edge of the patio, facing the night sky, the light from the house bouncing off his back. He looked… what was the right word to use… striking.
He hadn’t seen me yet. He stood, his hands braced against the banister rail, his forearms corded with ridges of muscle as he stared out into the night sky.
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