Chapter 12: That Pot of Boiling Water

Alexander POV

Ten minutes ago, my claws were already dug into the leg of the table.

When Olivia said the word "dog," I had it all planned out: flip the table, drive Julian's face into that platter of roast venison. As for what the dragons of the realm would say about me, I didn't care.

But Sophia...

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