Ep12

Antiope

I am up since dawn and I am sitting outside on the balcony. The view is so beautiful, so calming, so peaceful it makes me want to cry. I’ve been wanting to cry ever since Magnus dragged me down the Alpha King’s platform. If I could, I would sit here all my life, away from my problems.

That’s when I hear the slide door open at the other side of the vast veranda and Magnus walks out. My serenity is shattered by his presence but he still doesn’t know I am here. He is wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else.

“Great Mother, that is a fine male,” Maximo purrs excited.

Max is not wrong. I have seen males while training but no one even came close to what Magnus offered. Every inch of his body was sculpted not to make him look good. To make him look lethal. And he is. When he turns I see on his back, a long thick scar. If that rumor is true, I am fairly certain that all the others will be too.

“Don’t ogle him,” I chastise Max and I get up to get away from him.

“Antiope,” his thic