Chapter 5: Toni Braxton: He Wasn’t Man Enough
King Magnus sighed and rubbed his temples, suddenly looking more tired than regal. "There isn’t time," he said. "I know it’s not ideal. But we’re not in a place for ideals right now. The borders are under threat. The nobles are uneasy. She needs to be married, and she needs to be married now before everything goes to shit."
Damien glanced back toward Luna. The bond in his blood pulled toward her, humming louder every time she was near. She was his. And if he didn’t say something, she would be sealed off from him forever.
Luna would likely claw his eyes out if he said anything. He had to speak with her and sort this nonsense out. Either she told everyone or he would.
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Kyllian hated this. There were a lot of things he’d rather be doing. But this? Wooing women? He didn’t do that. Women fell at his feet on a daily basis craving his attention. It had always been that way since before he became alpha.
Wooing Princess Luna... The very embodiment of beauty with brains. She was the only woman who didn’t seem remotely impressed by him. Any attempt at charm would yield the wrong results.
Luna scowled when she spotted him approaching.
Well. So much for a soft opening.
"What do you want?" she snapped, arms folded.
Kyllian replied dryly, "Will you please pretend to enjoy my company? Just for a few minutes. This isn’t fun for either of us, but as you can see, I am here under duress, too."