Alpha King's Unfavored Mate
"You, Fiona. You’re mine. And I’m here to bring you home."
Quinton growled, stepping in front of me, but Lilith didn’t even flinch. She tilted her head, studying him with a look of mild amusement.
"Ah, the protector," she said, her voice dripping with condescension. "Always standing in the way, aren’t you? But you don’t understand, Quinton. This isn’t about you. It never was."
I could feel Quinton’s anger radiating off him, but he stayed silent, waiting for her next move.