The Alpha King's Breeder
I’m under the impression that’s not actually how these things go, but Ben looks grave, and Trinity drops her fork on the table with a clang.
“To the death?” Trinity asks, paling significantly.
“If it comes to that,” Maddox replies. “Two males… alpha males, all things considered, likely wouldn’t back out of a fight with stakes this high.”
“But–” Trinity rises from her chair, wringing her hands. I stand as well, concern flooding through me as I see panic flash behind her eyes. I’ve never seen Trinity like this before. She’s frantic.
“Trinity–”
“I don’t feel well. This heat is getting to my head. I’m going to go lay down–” she rushes away, her chair falling over in her haste to get out of the r
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