MAEVE POV “Y-You?” I repeated, mouth open agape in shock as I scanned over his amused face. “You’re the alpha?” Upon first glance, I had pegged him for a mere soldier, or the son of one of the soldiers, at best. Nothing about him gave me the impression that he was the rough and tough, battle-bor
Xaden bristled at my side. The longer this conversation persisted, the more restless he was becoming… and the more panicked that made me. I was not sure if it was due to jealousy or his urge as an alpha to claim me, but whatever it was, it was not good. I could feel his anger roll off his body in wa
MAEVE POV Xaden burst out of the banquet hall doors like a man on a mission, dragging me behind him with Burke following closely behind. “Wait right here—” Xaden barked the order to his beta once the three of us were alone in the hallway, pointing his finger firmly at him. “Do not move from this
While the couple answered, I briskly pulled away with a quiet gasp, though Xaden’s hands remained firmly locked around me. Flushed red, I gently tried to pry his needy hands off of my body while focusing my attention on the three voices a short distance away from our slightly disheveled forms. Bur
THIRD PERSON POV “Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Your Highnesses.” A lowly alpha and his luna bowed before Prince Henry and his lovely wife Isabelle, who secretly simmered with a burning impatience to return to the scene of her plot. “It was our pleasure, Alpha Karl,” Isabelle murm
“I-If you think about it,” I said thoughtfully, “it’s the best possible cover story I could have.” The unconvinced expressions on their faces increased my anxiety but spurred me to keep going. “The whole point of the lie is to keep our relationship under wraps until after the baby has been born,
THIRD PERSON POV Isabelle squeezed the stone railing of the balcony, steeling herself as best she could. Today was more than likely going to be another loss, but… there would be other days. She knew well enough that, although a mating ceremony had been discussed, a date still had yet to be set.
If she touched me, my pregnancy would no longer be a secret—! “Stop—please,” I urged, keeping her hands away from me while being as polite as possible. My face heated up, mortified. “Why are you telling me any of this?” I questioned. “Oh, well… don’t you need help wooing Prince Xaden?” she asked