Page 223 of Rogue Alpha Prince
I don’t even care that I wasn’t the one that made him kneel before me, all lifeless. It was my Asher. Of course, she’s the one that made him kneel. She makes me kneel all the time.
I waited so long to be able to do it, and now I can’t even focus long enough to not think about her so I could do what I should.
Change lives.
And I’m standing over this book, all weirded out, all anxious to go to her as soon as I can.
Embrace her.
Hold her.
Kiss her.
Lick her.
Bite her…
“She has thrown us out, my King,” Beta says with a bow when I finally come to my bedroom door.
My King… I used tohate that word before Asher came into my life with her unapologetic dream to become one.
I nod and put my hands on both Beta and Gamma's shoulders. “We have a lot to do, I have to address everyone officially, but I need some time with her first. Just… go and prepare a ceremony or whatever you think is needed. Check what we can do about the previous King’s Beta. He’s up north right now and probably can already tell. Dismissed.”
I let them go, ignoring the flinch on Atlas’ face when I mention his father and I push the door open.
She is lying down on the bed reading the book I stole for her on her birthday. She’s not mad at me anymore, or she hides it well. She looks calm but I can feel through the bond she is all but. We are both a mess.
I can’t believe it finally happened. We killed him and it was all a fucking anticlimactic coincidence.
“If you want to tell me to stop going to fights while pregnant, don’t bother. I know it wasn’t the smartest thing I did, was it?” She turns a page aggressively.
“You can go and do whatever you want as long as you come back to me afterward.” I throw my sword on the desk and start undressing.
I will always come back to you; she said one day.
I catch her glancing at my abs, so I smirk.
“Did you change the law?” She asks looking at her book again, one hand mindlessly touching the pendant that makes her able to kill me. She’s fidgeting. She’s nervous. I notice she’s no longer covered in my father’s blood and has my oversized black shirt on.
“I did.”
“Good.”
“You won’t ask me which one?” I smirk to myself while going to the bucket of water to wash my hands with a cloth.
Her heart stops for a second. It’s hope.
“What do you mean?” I hear her putting the book away. “I thought we decided that other law would be better for everyone.”
We also decided not to have more than one kid, but I don’t say that. I don’t want her to have even a hint of doubt in my wanting those three little wolves she is blessing me with.
I put the washcloth away and slowly go to her, losing my shoes on the way.
I take the sonogram picture she gave me out of the pocket of my pants —the last thing I have on me—and hold it up between two fingers.
She looks at it briefly and then locks her eyes with mine. She doesn’t even realize how erotic she looks right now, kneeling on the bed in front of me with her lips slightly parted and nipples showing through the shirt…
“I left that law to change for one of these little wolves you carry right now. So, you better hold on to that pendant until I’m finally ready to be killed after a lifetime with you. All four of you.”
