Episode 105

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MIKAEL'S POV

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Her soft gasp shatters my sheet of reverie in pieces, and I break out of the wall in my metal sphere, attention snapping to her. She places a small hand over mine, a repeated back-and-forth motion designed to soothe its receiver. A curse barely is restrained from tumbling out of my mouth as I release my deathly grip on her.

Sliding an open grasp from her waist to her hip, I sketch out an apology, hoping she understands that I did not plan for her hurt. It is not clear whether or not my intent was captured, but glittering emeralds peer up at me, and there is no anger or judgment to be found there. It keeps me in check, mooring my attention to the present where it should be.

"We apologise for the late introduction, Aniyah."

"Please," she rolls her eyes. "By all means, continue, Alpha Mikael. We have the very evening booked for the author of Guttenbrieg and his shenanigans. Perhaps, you might kiss her again in the centre of the room, so all can see."

Grinning li