CHOSEN BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING
“It just happened, okay? My beast took over. The need to claim her…was…was too fucking strong, and before I could stop myself, I marked her.”
Lucien exhaled slowly, shaking his head. “Goddess help us.” He stepped closer, his tone turning sharper. “Do you realize what you’ve done? There’s already chaos with the Shadows stealing faces, Soraya’s been restless about Miranda’s spirit stirring again, and Raina—your mate. And now you’ve gone and put your mark on Emilia?”
“Great,” I snapped, glaring at him. “You’ve listed every single one of my problems in under a minute.”