Pushing His Limits

Alistair seemed to have a hunch about who was calling, his brows furrowing with annoyance.

"Go ahead and answer it," Alistair said, as if he were granting me permission.

Being the rebellious type, I not only answered the call but also put it on speakerphone.

When Alistair heard Tristan's gentle voice, his face froze, looking even more sour.

"Sera, when are you coming over? Lunch is almost ready,"