Chapter 29

Fiercely possessive and enjoying that vision more than he should while sitting in a room with his friends, his fingers tightened around the glass he held in hopes it would ground him and keep him tethered to his seat.

The rhythmic thunk of another dart piercing the center of the fucking target, and Joseph’s corresponding whoop of victory, had Alpha Rhye closing his eyes to suppress the desire to leave in search of better entertainment.

Like seeking out the woman driving him half-mad with lust and a feeling that ran much deeper.

There were only so many times he could watch the Light King’s most feared assassin hit the bullseye before the game became monotonous, so he turned his attention back to dulling the need raging through him with the potent honey-colored liquor.

Yet, all the while, he wondered how many times he could make Livia come in succession, and what her lips would look like wrapped around his thick cock.

With his height and leg span, it would only