SOLD TO THE ALPHA KING
he said slowly, “beautiful, calm like she owned the place, like she had all the time in the world, and the worst part was she already knew your name before I said it.”
My hands curled into fists at my sides, “What did she want.”
“She told me she wasn’t there to hurt me,” he replied bitterly, “said the damage was already done, said she just needed me to deliver a message.”
My breath caught, “To me.”
“Yes,” he said, his gaze locking onto mine now, serious and heavy, “she told me to tell you that the mate bond you feel is not natural.”
The room felt too small suddenly, “What do you mean it's not natural?”