C68 I'll kill him

IRA

"Don't do it," I said in my mind, and Dexter raised his brows. He heard me.

"Let it go," I pressed further, gently squeezing his palm. "I'll be fine. I promise."

Dexter clenched his jaws, looking like he was seconds away from doing the exact opposite.

"Get out, Dexter," Eros growled, and the temperature rose a few degrees. "Now."

"Alpha..