Chapter 112 Book 2 The Cursed Alpha's Mate

• “Where are you coming from?” Lucien asked with a scowl painting his face and his hands tightly crossed over his broad chest. My head fell from his face to look at my shoes as the waves of his anger threatened to bury me under.
• “I went to see the Alpha.” He stood as I closed the door behind me and leaned against it as he stalked forward with unbridled anger in his eyes, his stance, even his aura radiated his displeasure but it couldn’t even be compared to the simple aura of the prince.
• Lucien came forward and pressed his hands into the wall beside my head, his body caging me to the wall as he breathed down on me. I looked at the side and cussed myself for not fleeing before he stood, before he had the chance to put me at a disadvantage but I knew Lucien. If I ran, he would give chase.