RYKER
Amaris was testing my patience.
She had no idea who she was dealing with, no understanding that when I told her to say no I meant just that, a simple refusal, not this brilliant addition about Alpha Corvin having to impregnate her himself through traditional methods.
Now my father was probably too dumbfounded to speak.
I pressed my ear against the bathroom door trying to hear through the thick wood, my breath held while I waited for whatever reaction was about to happen. The silence stretched out long enough that I started wondering if they had both just walked away without saying anything.
Then Alpha Corvin finally spoke and his voice sounded hoarse, shaky in a way I had never heard before.
My father was always brooding and imposing, always controlled even when he was furious. But right now he sounded genuinely thrown off balance.
