Chapter176:Cursed Throne

|| Lilac’s POV || Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains, painting golden stripes across the tangled sheets. I woke slowly, cocooned in warmth, Alaric's arm a heavy weight around my waist, his breath warm against the back of my neck. I shifted, and his grip tightened. "Mm. No." His voice was rough with sleep, his lips brushing my shoulder. "Five more minutes." Then his fingers trailed up my bare spine, calloused and teasing. Sparks ran through my skin, making it comfortable and wanting all at once. "Morning, dove," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep. I shivered as his touch, pressing my back against him. Then I spoke finally, "someone's awake early." His chuckle vibrated against my skin. "Blame the woman in my bed." I rolled over to face him, my lips curling into a smirk. "Oh? And who might that be?" Alaric's eyes darkened, his hand sliding down to grip my hip. "A menace. A thorn in my side. A pain in my-" I smirked, wiggling deliberately. "I thought Alphas were supposed to