Chapter 82 A Battle Of Desire

• Rhaeven stood silently beside the Alpha’s high chair, dressed once more as the boy the world believed her to be, because he had demanded it of her and because it had been formerly included in her duties.
• But as she stood beside him, all she felt was the heat of his gaze. Especially when his words were directed at someone else, and not her.
• He was always watching her and it made her shift between one leg and the other, uncomfortably.