Benevolent King Malakai Thorne

“Tristan, take Maeve back to the hospital. And stay with her,” Garrick ordered suddenly.

Maeve frowned at the abrupt instruction, but she didn’t argue. She lingered for a moment instead, her eyes fixed on him. Then, without warning, she rose on her toes and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.

“I’ll see you later,” she said.

Garrick blinked, caught off guard by her action, but gave a short nod.

“Bro