Chapter 708 Still Alive
- Nina
- My father sat behind his antique desk, the gleam of the walnut wood reflecting in his glasses. It was times like this, when his jovial face took on a more serious tone, that this man wasn’t just my father; he was the Alpha King.
- “Sit,” he commanded, gesturing to the leather chairs in front of his desk. Enzo and I exchanged a glance before complying.