Pain greeted her even before she opened her eyes.
The pain was all over her body, an aching throb. Her throat was dry, and her skin burning. Somewhere deep inside her, something stirred, buzzing even.
Adina groaned softly as her eyes fluttered open. She blinked twice, the room coming into focus.
Where was she? What was this place?
The thoughts drained from her head when she saw him. He was sitting in the chair beside her bed, arms crossed, back rigid, gaze fixed on her. His expression was cold and intense.
"Alpha?" she rasped out, voice hoarse from disuse. She didn't even think of the word; it simply spilled from her lips.
Thorne's jaw twitched, he stood up, "I'm not your alpha. I'm your king," he said flatly, then walked out of the room without another word.
