Chapter Forty-seven

Very early the next morning, but they set out for home.

After the link he received from George, Drakken had to be present at the ball as Alpha King or his father would cause a fuss, as always. If he had a choice, he would prefer to remain at the beach house with Eleanor. Last night was everything he had ever dreamed of and more.

It had been a good long while since Drakken had last coupled with a woman, not since Eleanor's arrival. He had forgotten how intoxicating the feeling was. Drakken thought as he glanced over at Eleanor in the passenger's seat, he did not remember it ever being this terrific. This glorious.

"I am sure you know about the palace ball tomorrow," he said softly. "I want you to come as my special guest."

Drakken did not look to gauge her reaction but from his periphery, he saw her smile. "I take it that I am no longer a prisoner in your palace." She slurred, fiddling her fingers.

"I do not know,” Drakken matched her wit. “It is not every day I invite prisoners to my