Chapter 14 YOU TASTE LIKE TROUBLE

SEBASTIAN'S POV

Alpha Ragnar’s fingers are warm.

His hand is calloused but they hold my jaw firm.

There is unmistakable pressure in the way he's holding me enough to remind me of who he is. An Alpha.

My Alpha.

His thumb brushes under my chin, tilting my face further into the light.

I freeze at...

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