King's pov
“Your Majesty.” Elle's father greeted nervously as he joined us in the kitchen, bowing and showing me his neck in submission and respect.
“Nicholas.” I said in response.
“How is she doing?” he asked in a quiet voice.
" Fine and sleeping it off.” I answered through gritted teeth. I wasn't angry with Nicholas, I just didn't like being reminded of my carelessness. The carelessness that led to my mates suffering.
I should have known better and stayed with her. There is no excuse on my part for letting her suffer like that. Part of my job as her mate is to protect her , even from herself.
That is why no one, not even my mate can stop me from taking her home today.
I need her in my bed, her scent all over my floor and apartment, and her in my life. No excuses !!
I didn't wan
