Chapter 137

Tyler shoved out a nervous, breathy laughter. “Meadow, what’re you—”

“Alaric?” I murmured, turning to face him. He was already looking at me, a proud smirk on his face. He arched a brow in response. “Can you get him on his knees for me, daddy?” My voice was low, but I made sure it was loud enough for Tyler to hear.

Alaric’s gaze dropped to my mouth and I wished he would kiss me right now. “Whatever you want, princess.”

My breath hitched.

Princess. That was new, but I fucking loved it.

Before I could say anything else, Alaric had wrapped a hand around Tyler’s neck.

He didn’t even try to fight or run. Maybe because Alaric’s cold warning was still echoing in his ears. “I’ll do it,” he choked out. “Sir, I swear. I’ll do it. Just…”

“I don’t see your knees moving, Ty,” I cut in, crossing my arms in front of my chest. “If you’re trying to apologize to me, you should look up at me while doing so, don’t you think?”

Tyler’s entire face was red—I wasn’t