Claimed by the Ruthless Alpha Prince
I offered.
“Yes. You will. But I want you to go with the dragons,” said David. “I can’t have you getting impaled too.”
“Okay.”
David had begun pacing, turning his attention to papers strewn on a folding table they had set up in the room, rubbing his beard. The lantern light passed over him from different angles, highlighting his grubby appearance. He was a far cry from the polished man he used to be a couple of months ago. Machinations were unfolding in his mind; I could see it. But when he erratically came toward me, I hadn’t expected him to reach out and grab my jaw, pulling me closer. “I need you to not say anything about Kiara’s presence to anyone,” growled David. “Do you understand?”