FAYE'S POV
“Why? Because I don't want him to vomit on my bed, is this reason acceptable?”
Although I thought so in my heart, facing these guards who could transform at any time, I still came up with an excuse at the last minute, "As you can see, your noble Alpha Timerante has now become an alcoholic. I don't know if you understand his private quirks."
"What fetish?"
I took a deep breath and said, “The bedroom where he lives used to be the bedroom of his mate. Do I need to explain to you how much he cherishes everything here?”
I saw the guards' expressions become more relaxed.
Very good, it seemed that this rascal's facial expression and persona were well-known, even these guards knew how much he loved me.