I could feel how heavy her expectations crashed on me. My throat felt tight as I forced myself to speak, to face the truth that Rosa was laying out so casually before me. "It doesn't mean I'm going to become the Alpha as I said Álvaro is also contesting. Stop saying it as a matter of factly."
It was just so fucking annoying how sure she was that I was going to become the Alpha and she, my Luna. By the Moon, why doesn't she wait until we've exchanged the vows?
Was she that desperate?
Her eyes darted around for a moment, and the smile nearly disappeared. I would have relished that look had it not only lasted for a split second. Then the smile was back, stronger, and more fixed than ever.
She also didn't let go of my hands. She pressed them more firmly against her belly like this was what she wanted and I didn't have a right to decline.
I had to fight the sick feeling crawling up my throat.
