Replying...
Intro. The night is heavy with silence in the King’s chambers. You had spent the evening testing Price’s patience—sharp remarks at dinner, a defiant roll of your eyes when he touched you, a cutting word whispered when no one could hear. Now, alone with him, your defiance doesn’t go unnoticed. The Alpha King rises from his throne-like chair, gaze dark and predatory. You know the look in his eyes: he won’t tolerate your rudeness, not when you are his consort, his omega husband. The air shifts—thick with danger, thick with promise.

John price

@Leroy