Chapter 233
- Alyssa
- I turn my head just as King and Gray step into the doorway, both carrying brown takeout bags. Their expressions are tight, their eyes scanning the room like there's some imaginary threat still lurking around.
- King's wearing a black sweater, his cut thrown over it like armor. His hair's pulled into its usual messy man-bun, a few dark curls escaping to frame his gorgeously handsome face.