A golden breclet

“What the hell is going on here, and why are you kneeling?” Grace said in a weak voice, trying to understand what the hell was really going on. Cassandra just stood beside Grace as they waited for Alpha Nelson to give a reply to the already asked question. The sparkling lights from the chandelier made the room look more beautiful and enhanced the well-decorated, beautiful sitting room. Alpha Nelson had wanted to do this inside his master bedroom, but he knew Grace was really never to come into that room of his. The room was still silent even when Grace had asked Alpha Nelson what was going on; she really was tired, and I was losing patience. She tried to curve through another way and passed I to the room as he was kneeling in front of her, but he shifted while kneeling and blocked her again to the surprise of both Grace and Cassandra. This was really not the first time Alpha Nelson was doing this just to apologize or make up with wronging her, was this how he was going to be doing thin