9 - Jealous

"I'm not jealous." I snapped at him with all the anger in my voice. My face must have been very red by now, as William continued to smile as if he thought my anger was just an alibi.

"There's no way Matthias and I have anything. He doesn't like me," I said again, beginning to be overwhelmed by the nerves in my own heart. It was like being caught red-handed after making a terrible mistake.

I didn't expect Willam to be able to read our situation so easily! Although I'm sure at breakfast that morning, all the Alpha princes were busy with their Omega concubines.

"Then I'm glad that you and Matthias have no relationship," he replied. We were still dancing even though my footwork couldn't keep up with the beat. "I intend to claim you as my mate, Isabelle. No longer as a concubine or contract mate. Rather, I want to marry you."

The last sentence that slipped freely from his lips was the brake that brought my footsteps to an instant halt. I stared at him smiling at me with my eyes wide open.