Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 7

Gannon 

I had just dropped Abbie back to the castle and left her with Clarice when Liam found me. He was lean ing against my door as I walked toward it.

“And where were you? I thought we were going to the bar,” he asked, pushing off my door frame and twisting the handle and waltzing into my room. I growl at him when he jumps on my bed, making himself comfortable.

“Something else came up,” I told him. Liam picks at my duvet twirling his knife between his fingers and eyeing me suspiciously.

“Does it have anything to do with a pretty little redhead I saw you in town with earlier?” I looked over my shoulder at him as I grabbed beers from the mini fridge that sat in the corner. I toss him one.

“If you already knew where I was, why are you asking?” he shrugs, popping the lid off and propping him self up with one elbow. 

“Just curious, she reminds me of,” I growled at him.

“Is that part of the allure you seem to have toward her, because she reminds you of your dead mate?” Liam says and I eye him swigging from my bottle.

“She is nothing like her,” Liam shrugs,

“That may be true but you must admit they have an uncanny resemblance, don’t you think?” he taunted and my hand moved before I realized what I had done, my fingers finding the blade I always kept strapped to my hip. It whizzed through air, embedding itself in the bed head beside his head. Liam didn’t even flinch, just lifted an eyebrow at me.

“Apparently I’m right,” he chuckles, yanking the blade from the headboard.

fetish for knives,” he muses, examining it before moving so quickly I only just saw the blade coming toward my face and caught the blade before it hit square be tween the eyes. The edges

his beer and leaning back against

your mate, slicing that tender flesh and watching her bleed out the

off Liam, you know nothing,”

that girl, timid little thing, and so jumpy. Scared of

I snapped, grabbing an old shirt to clean my

uniform,” his words cut off when I launched myself at him,

like the girl,” Liam

and that is it, for Clarice,” I

wish to tell yourself that, we can pretend,” he says, sending me a wink and I growl,

the bathroom. I wash my hands and shed my clothes to shower. Liam leans on the doorframe,

by her door last night and the night before, or better yet, what were you doing watching her from the old guard towers? You know

I retorted, turning the

his sexuality nev er bothered me and I was

last night for one, and then this

Liam?” I

good at sharing,” he jokes

I am not interested in

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