[MIKHAIL]
Agust had kept trying to talk Mikhail out of his decision, even when the alpha insisted he had something to show him.
He had tried, and there was no denying that. But an adamant alpha and an Erasthai who was determined to make their relationship work, Mikhail was not giving up.
He wasn't about to change his mind, and whatever happened, he would always be there for the grumpy Lycan who kept whining about how Mikhail choosing him that publicly had been a terrible idea.
Maybe it was.
Maybe it wasn't.
But Mikhail had decided, and Agust just had to keep up.
"We're here, luchik," Mikhail said, finally letting go of the mad king's arm.
Agust took in the sight, then turned to Mikhail. And he wasn't sure what to say to that.
"Do you like it?" Mikhail asked.
"You're still the prettiest creation I have ever seen, but this is…" Agust said, awed by it.
"Perfect? Good for both of us? Happier?" Mikhail said as he stared at what he had been making for them.
