233. THE ENEMY LIVES IN YOUR HOUSE
VICTORIA
The pounding in my chest was about to give me away.
Should I tell him the truth? I didn’t know… I still felt like I couldn’t fully trust him.
What if he locked me up in his fortress tower to keep me from escaping?
“I… well…”
“Wait… sshh.” Before I could mess it up, he tensed and pressed his finger to my lips.
His furrowed gaze shifted toward the curtains separating the bedroom from the outer chamber.
“Something’s happened. My Beta’s looking for me, and he knows damn well not to interrupt me,” his stern expression said it all—trouble.
“Go, go, Draco, it’s okay,” I began to slide off him, but he pulled me back and kissed me.
It seemed painfully hard for him to leave.
“Damn it, now I want to leave even less. Somebody better be dead,” he muttered, finally getting out of bed.
He walked in all his naked glory to the wooden chest and pulled out a pair of pants and a loose linen shirt.
He dressed fast and efficiently, slipping into his boots.
“Get some rest and don’t worry. I’ll be b