The appearance of a leather sofa in the middle of the otherwise stark room causes her mouth to snap shut. I add a fireplace in the wall next, then manifest a table in the middle of the wraparound sofa, and create a vase for her flower—since she’s still holding it.
And lastly, I fashion a remote that will allow her to turn on a screen, if she wants to try to watch something. Though, I suspect she doesn’t typically enjoy television.
Unless Maliki has introduced her to some of his dreadful mortal movies.
I nearly groan at the thought but distract myself by adding another creation—a warm, fuzzy blanket, the color of which matches Serapina’s eyes—and head toward the kitchen.
Except when I get there, I realize I have no idea what kind of food she might like to eat.
If Maliki were here, I would ask him.
And he would probably tell me to go to Styx instead.
Rightfully so.
Fuck. Talking to him later is going to be… a chore. But I deserve his wrath. And probably a few good stabs.
I’ll deal with him after I settle Serapina’s nerves. Shehas to come first. If he’s the fae I think he is, he’ll understand.
Because he, too, will put her first.
As the Omega in the center of my…I frown, the thought rephrasing in my head.As the Omega in the center ofourcircle.
He’s my best friend for a reason. The one I let taste Serapina first. The fae I’ve trusted for eons.
Maliki pushes my limits daily, which is exactly what I need in a partner. Because he’ll force me to be a better Alpha.
Fuck, he’s been trying to demand that of me for thirteen months. I’ve only just recently realized why. Because he saw what I refused to see—Serapina’s truth. Her worth. Her sincerity. Her greatness.
I should have listened to him.
I should have listened to Morpheus, too.
Damn it.
They’ve both been trying to force me to open my eyes, and unfortunately, my stubbornness prevented me from listening.
And I may have lost my soulmate in the process.
No.I refuse to think that way. I can fix this. Iwillfix this.
Alas, time isn’t on my side.
Serapina’s heat will begin soon. Maybe in a few days. Definitely within the next week or two.
It’ll be intense.
Overwhelming.
Maybe even terrifying.
Which is why I’m going to prepare her. That includes a lesson on consent.
Because if she refuses me, I won’t touch her. Even when she’s out of her mind with lust and begging, I’ll uphold the choice she made while coherent.
That’s what a good Alpha does, and while I’ve not been a prime example of greatness lately, I will not let her down now or ever again.
I’m going to be the mate she should have known from the moment I first sensed her.
