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208 pages, ebook
First published August 14, 2020
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Might Contain Spoilers*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
“Mine,� he muttered deliriously, his hands gripping his husband’s plush ass hard.“Say you’re mine. Say it.�
Haydn’s fingernails scratched Royce’s back.“No,� he growled, clenching around him.“You’re mine.�
Royce glanced at his future husband and tried to convince himself that he was attractive.
He couldn’t.
It was pouring heavily on the day Haydn Schaefer’s life was turned upside down.
“Civil war?� Haydn said, his brows drawing close. “There is no civil war in our kingdom.�
“Civil war on our planet,� the king said. “For the Galactic Council, Eila is one entity, and they don’t care that we’ve had two different countries with different governments for thousands of years. They want us to make peace with Kadar and choose one Lord Chancellor to represent our planet. They don’t want two.�
Haydn stared at him in amazement. “You can’t be seriously considering it.� Pelugia and the Republic of Kadar had been at war all his life; he literally couldn’t imagine them not being at war
Not that Cleghorn was unattractive. Far from it. Royce Cleghorn was a very handsome man. Dark hair, dark eyes, a finely shaped mouth and a strong jaw. He was the type of beta Haydn usually hooked up with: tall and broad-shouldered, with a muscular chest and long, powerful legs. Theoretically, he wouldn’t mind having sex with him—except Cleghorn clearly didn’t share that opinion, his body language oddly aggressive.
Cleghorn gave him a stiff nod and clasped Haydn’s hand a little too hard.
Suppressing the urge to crush it back, Haydn met the other man’s gaze and smiled. He totally could be the better man.
Cleghorn’s black eyes narrowed a little.
He does smell good, though.�
Royce certainly didn’t share that opinion. Haydn Schaefer’s scent made his hackles rise more than any other alpha’s did. The prince’s strong scent, a mix of leather, iron, and campfire, rubbed Royce the wrong way, making him want to posture and prove himself superior. The primitive urge only irritated him. He had always prided himself on never participating in the alpha male posturing. He wasn’t an uncivilized animal. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he’d reacted so badly to another alpha.
Fuck, this marriage was going to be a disaster.
Laying a hand on Haydn’s shoulder, he steered him inside the house, toward his bedroom.
“I know where my room is, Royce,� Haydn said, sounding amused.
Royce dropped his hand. “Sorry,� he said, frowning, baffled by his own behavior.
Haydn chuckled, laying a hand on the door handle and turning his head to smile at Royce. “Good night, honey.�
Royce’s lips twitched. “Good night.�
Royce nodded and laid his hand over Haydn’s.
“There’s no one here to see us,� Haydn said, shooting him a strange look, but he didn’t extract his hand, some color returning to his face.
“You’re my friend,� Royce said.
Haydn smiled a little. “Am I?� he said. “Is that what we are? Friends?�
Royce smiled back. “That seems like a trick question.�
Laughing softly, Haydn put his head on Royce’s shoulder, looking at their hands for a moment before entwining their fingers. “You are my friend,� he murmured. “The strangest friend I’ve ever had. But you know what? I wasn’t lying at the press conference. I’m so glad it’s you.�
INITIAL REACTIONS
Oh damn damn DAMN ME for staying up until 9 in the damn morning reading this book because Oh dear LORD What have I seriously slept on for the past 4 years?!
Alpha-alpha relationships are so rare because they feeloff-putting and wrong—our body chemistry is wired against submitting—not because they are wrong.�
“Fuck, I love you so much I want to live inside of you.�
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