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“This is where we’ll be staying for the night,” Nyx tells us all once we reach a town a few hours away from Andromeda’s lands. My stomach flips again when Nyx’s attention is then focused on me. “Tomorrow morning we’ll make the rest of the journey to my packlands.”

My mouth opens to question him onwhywe’re stopping if we’re less than a day into this trip. What would be the point in prolonging this…unless he’s left his lands for more than just retrieving me.

Slowly, I shut my mouth.

Asking him seems like suicide and a good way to show him that I can be disobedient. Laying my head low for the time being will hopefully spare me being punished, at least for a little while.

Nyx seems to find something funny because his lips slowly tilt up into a smile when he turns to me. “Not to your liking?”

“N-No.”Fuck, just what I need, for him to think I’m being ungrateful. “This is fine, Your Grace.”

Honestly, the motel we’re staying at isn’t half bad. Sure, it’s a little shabby, but what could be expected as a cheap option when traveling with twenty-plus shifters?

“Ah, so she does speak,” he muses.

I swallow. It’s back to that teasing again? He strikes me as the type to like to play with his food.

Inside my chest, a rumbling rattles me. My wolf isn’t too pleased either.

The stark contrast between these alphas, Aiden and Nyx, is still somewhat shocking. Aiden still has a lot of growing up to do, only having just come into his role and with no other experience outside of whatever his advisors are telling him to do.

Nyx, though, has had this alphaship for a long time—since I was a teenager, at least according to the rumors. And if the rumorsaretrue that he ascended to his position as a teenager, then he’d been king for a long while now. Which shows in his unabashed amusement, whereas it felt like Aiden had constantly been trying to prove himself.

And maybe he had been. Who knows, it’s not like he ever talked to me about anything.

I face my eyes toward the ground again, not wanting to give him any more reason to think I’m being disrespectful. He can play around with me all he likes. All I’m here to do is become his living womb once they decide on killing my first child.

“That’s all, hm?” He hums softly to himself. “Surely you aren’tthatmuch of a doormat.”

My fingers idly play with the ends of Wren’s coat while my face heats.

He’s quiet for a short moment before saying, “I see.”

I brace myself for the same humiliation he’d given Daniel. Or worse.

It isn’t until I hear his footsteps retreat that I take the chance to look up, watching his retreating back. He finds Wren among his pack, nodding to him as they both step off to the side, enter one of the motel rooms with a key, and disappear inside.

My throat grows dry.

Even though there’s no chance of me getting pregnant right now, I wouldn’t be surprised if Nyx plans on breaking me in tonight, or at least sampling what he’s purchased. It would only be fair, right?

Too bad for him I’m going to completely disappoint. With no experience outside of being with my fated mate—a connectionthat can quite literallyneverbe replicated—I have no idea what I’m doing.

“Hey.” I jump at the sound of a female’s voice as she suddenly appears next to me.

She squints at me, a pretty brunette with long curly hair and dark eyes to match. Her tan skin and rosy cheeks make her look rather sun-kissed, a pretty combination that has me outwardly staring.

She snorts at me. “I don’t know if he told you, but you’re going to be staying with me.”

I’m about to ask “who” but think better of it at the last second. “Oh. Okay.”

She looks me up and down slowly, letting out a slow breath through her nose, clearly unimpressed by whatever she sees. “Yeah, so they’re just checking out the room now to make sure there are no cameras or anything.”

“C-Cameras?” What the fuck?

“Yeah, you know humans. They’re fucking creeps sometimes.” She says it so casually that I’m struck with wonder.