The Cursed Alpha King is My Second Chance Mate
Slade warned before retreating to the back of my mind, his presence a quiet, aching weight.
Caspian shifted uncomfortably beside me, his hand gripping the back of the chair so tightly his knuckles turned white. "You have to calm down, Alpha," he said, his voice low, steady. "And please try to calm Slade down. I can feel his agitation from here, and it’s starting to get… scary."
I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair. "You can say that again."