Chapter 22. The Little Puppy

“Harvey?” I whispered, uncertain.

“Hmm?” His soft moan was tempting.

“I've waited for so long. Please, I beg you, let me see Conan.”

The predatory gleam in the Alpha's eyes had softened, and he took a step back, as if trying to regain control. His breath was heavier and uneven.

“Is everything okay?” I asked, suspicious.

“I will have Conan brought to you soon. You'll have a few hours with him!” Harvey declared, visibly irritated.

“Hours? Can't he stay with us?” I asked, longing to have my nephew by my side all the time.

“Not for now. There's still much to be done, and it will all depend on your behavior.”

“I've done everything you asked since we left the cabin!” I exclaimed, annoyed.

“Something I don't even know myself,” I replied, looking at him with determination. “So when can I finally see my nephew?”

“Human, it's not just your soul I want to take!” The gleam of audacity in his domineering eyes was clear. <