Killian raised his head and looked at the man who had knocked a glass of wine on the floor. His eyes swept up to the face of the man, and he hummed. "I wonder how good of an alpha he is if he cannot even take care of just a glass of wine."
His remark turned Nyx's face red. She glanced up at him, and he glanced down at her. A second later, she said to him, "I never thought that you judged a person's capabilities with their ability to hold a glass of wine."
"Of course I don't," Killian stated with a hint of amused thoughtfulness. "I judge them by their courage to speak to me instead of hiding behind an overenthusiastic woman who thinks that she can change my mind."
"You misunderstood my intentions, Kill," Nyx blinked her eyes with an innocent expression. She tilted her head to one side. "Alpha Black simply brought up the topic of alliance, and I told him that I will mention it to you. There was no such thing as me being enthusiastic."
