“Are you okay?” Princess Loaisa asked in her sweetest and gentlest voice while she let her delicate fingers rub against the Alpha’s thick hair.
From the ceiling, she shifted her gaze to him but he kept his face buried on her chest, his arms and legs draped over her under the thick comforter. It was one of the greatest prizes she relished to have been in the Wolfsbane. There was no warmest bed in the entire Agartha but next to him. It warmed even the coldest part of her heart.
“You’re not mad, are you?”
He deliberately shook his head. His breathing on the nest of her hair was gentle. She placed her hand flat on his chest to feel the rhythm of his heart that mimicked hers. She could feel his growing stubbles through the thin fabric of her nightdress. It tickled her but she loved the feeli
