The music started and the party came alive.
Before I could even take a breath, Nicholas wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me flush against his chest. My body pressed into his hard frame.
“What are you doing?” I asked, voice low.
“Showing how desperate I am for you,” he answered, eyes locked on mine.
I could feel everyone’s eyes on us. The whispers grew louder.
“The king was never like this with his mistress. He’d just stand stiffly, not touching her…”
“This is making me believe true love conquers all,” one girl said, laughing with her friends while fanning her face.
God, they were so dramatic.
“Don’t you have Alphas to talk to?” I whispered, trying to wiggle out of his grip. But it only tightened. His fingers dug into my waist in that possessive way that made my pulse race
