The Alpha King's Hated Mate
his voice was rough, laced with a warning, but there was something else there, something darker.
Desire.
I chuckled softly, finally turning my head to look at him over my shoulder. My eyes met his, and oh, how I loved what I saw. Xander was standing at the edge of the lake, fists clenched at his sides, his jaw so tight it could snap. His eyes burned with rage, but beneath that rage was an undeniable hunger.
He wanted me.
“I don’t know what you mean, Your Majesty,” I said innocently, dipping lower into the water, my movements slow, teasing. “I was simply cooling off. I felt so… hot .”