[AGUST]
Mikhail slept the entire evening.
He had been worn out from the past week, and the stress of what was headed their way, and Agustin understood it too well. But when dusk came, the Lycan king knew she had to make a choice.
To wake the alpha up and walk them both to the ceremony that Mikhail himself had commanded.
Or to let the alpha sleep because now that Agustin knew who his brother was in Kiyoto, things had gotten easier.
It was a dilemma for the king, who always made his decisions fast and was never wrong.
But this was a delicate one.
This was more than just about him. This was about the alpha who had chosen him in front of everyone. This was about Mikhail, and fuck, it was something that Agustin was not sure how to go about.
This was hard.
Yet as he looked at the alpha sleeping peacefully, as he looked at the man who had sacrificed so much for him, he knew. He knew there was only one way out of this. Because this was going to be their journey.
