A Luna for The Cursed Alpha
The Alpha King commanded, glaring down at Lucian as he used the back of his hand to wipe under his nose.
Suddenly, Kian turned his head when he sensed Lyra’s presence, his eyes widening as he watched her walk towards them.
“Why are you here?”
“I just finished talking to Eris,” she said, her lips curved up into a gentle smile as Lucian, still breathing heavily from their sparring session, bowed respectfully to her.
She had not intended to interrupt their training, but the intensity of Kian’s emotions was getting out of control and she feared he may seriously harm his gamma, not to mention that his alpha aura radiating from him was becoming hard to contain, pulsing with raw power.