Mated To The Lycan King Who Can’t Let Go
“I mean, I just told you all about what I accomplished in a voice note. I’m just waiting for the money. Surely the nobles will raise taxes unfairly, send everything to us, and destabilize themselves.”
Levi exhaled sharply and stripped off his military gear piece by piece. I could see the stress rolling off him in waves. “Sit next to me,” he said.
I did, settling against him and resting my head on his shoulder. He smelled like dirt, iron, and smoke—maybe a hint of blood. Honest work.
“Do future plans remain unchanged?” I asked.
“Yes. We’ll receive reports soon,” Levi said. “Until then don’t leave the camp by yourself. It’s for your own safety. We are not in Blackfoot.”
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