Elian's POV
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When he saw Lucian hopping out of the sofa, his jaw clenched, his eyes squinting with annoyance.
The fuck?
"Hold up..." Elian grabbed his wrist, forcing the Alpha Prince to swerve his head to him just when he was about to put on his communication ring.
Elian held his breath for a couple of seconds before he continued speaking. "Let me get something straight... You dragged me into this room randomly like some sex starved stalker."
Lucian arched an eyebrow. "It's on the same floor as your room and was... Convenient. Couldn't exactly make a move on you with two men knocked out in your bathroom."
Right...
Elian smiled with pure sarcasm. "I wasn't done talking. Anyway, you dragged me in here, made me lose my drink in the process, seized my heat suppression pill, took away my ability to walk..."
That last part wasn't an exaggeration... Ish.
There was a little soreness in his ass.
