Aree’s POV “Do you want to live in my room?” Zavier asked me casually while we were walking in the hallway. My eyes widened as I looked at him. I quickly shook my head, “No, I mean. That won’t be necessary. I mean, you’re the king and…” He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. “And?” I averted my gaze. “And… I’m just an omega. Everyone will be shocked if I live in your room,” I murmured. “She’s right, Zavier. Everyone will be jealous of her,” Claude agreed. Zavier looked at me, and then a few minutes later, he nodded. “All right then.” “Arrange a bedroom for her,” Claude nodded. “I’ll go and inform Beatrix,” he answered. Zavier nodded, but he was still looking at me. My cheeks burned in embarrassment. I quickly look away. Why did he ask me to live with him? I mean, we’re mates, but everything’s different. Claude was right. Everyone will question my existence here. I let out a sigh after a few minutes of walking. Claude came back with someone. That must be Beatrix he is talking abou
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