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Garrett barely gave me any time to get dressed. The king was probably demanding to see me constantly through their link, which was stressing Garrett out. I wanted to take a shower, not just to wash off the dirt but also to delay facing the king.
But the relentless knocking on my bedroom door was driving me insane. I had to hurry. I put on dark jeans, a deep red top, a black leather jacket, and some black Converse.
When I opened the door, I met the gaze of a very impatient beta.
“Finally!” he said, beginning to walk down the hallway without checking if I was following.
“You barely gave me any time,” I snapped.
He didn’t respond, just quickened his pace. Garrett stopped in front of the king’s bedroom door but didn’t reach for the handle. I didn’t know what he was waiting fo
