A slave to the alpha I rejected
Nyssa urged.
From the rise and fall of Syzar’s chest, it was taking everything for the alpha not to lose control right now.
“And a calm hand to callous hold him down, just until the trial. She had to face my king, then the slave will see her judgement,” Cassian said with a plea to the alpha.
Everything felt like shit, nose, as his mind and heart were in battle, his wolf trusting to set his slave free.
All this seemed like a damn mockery from the gods the moment he had finally let his primal instincts for her free.