Just as sleep was about to take them both, a loud, harsh, ear jerking banging started at their door.
They were exhausted and not in the mood.
Ambrose growled on high from just marking his fated mate and feeling overly protective pf her.
But if they were being disturbed. It was important.
They looked at one another nodding in agreement.
Then the banging happened again.
"Alpha King Ambrose, I apologize but you are needed in the council room." It was Hector.
"One minute!" Ambrose snapped.
He pulled a pair of pants from his dresser. And walked toward the door. Stopping just before opening it too look at his mate.
He couldn't help but stare at her. He flushed face and messy hair. Sweat clung to her brows from our time in the sheets.
She gave him a light smile.
The mark on her neck still dripped with blood, the skin raw and angry around the bite, but was already healing.
She gave him a light smile.
