Semua Bab Rejected, Princess Mate Selection Game: Bab 81 - Bab 90

ChloeCaden appeared on my doorstep Sunday morning but to my surprise he didn’t have any breakfast with him. It’d become out routine over the last couple of months for him to bring breakfast by on Sunday mornings and share it with me.I opened the door with a frown. “Where’s the food?”He gave me a small smile. “I thought we’d try something else,” he said carefully.“What?”“Why don’t we go to the diner? You love their breakfast.”I opened my mouth and then shut it without responding. I could think of several reasons why I didn’t want to do that. For starters, I was visibly pregnant, and I didn’t need any rumors going around that the baby was Caden’s. Half the town already assumed it was his, and he was doing little to dispel the rumor. I also didn’t want anyone to stare at me because of what happened with my mom and Leah. I didn’t anyone’s sympathy. Not like that, at least. Not like I was a sideshow attraction.“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” I hedge.“Come on, Chloe. You’

  Caden I’d been surprised when Julie had come to me and told me that Chloe had approved the memorial for her mother. I’d half expected her to say no because she’d been the only one at the original burial. She’d been the only one who’d stood by her mother’s side. I realized after a moment that I shouldn’t have been surprised, though. Chloe was a far better person than I was, but I’d always known that. She really would be a great Luna if I’m able to convince her to be my mate again. I’d mostly given up on that dream, but a small part of me still hoped that she’d come back to me. Her and her baby.  I knew I could be an amazing stepfather if she’d just let me. I already loved the kid, even though we were still several months away from meeting. I knocked twice on Chloe’s front door and waited. I heard some rustling from ins

 Caden Prince Adrian did not look good. He looked tired, to start off with but he was also sweaty as if he’d been running. Had he been running? That didn’t make sense – he was wearing dress pants and a button down. Those weren’t running clothes. There’s no way he’d been running. But if he hadn’t been running why had he been sweaty? Also, and most importantly, why was he at my sister’s wedding looking for Chloe? “Prince Adrian, Chloe isn’t here. She was invited, but she wasn’t feeling well. We all understand, of course.” He blinked at me, clearly not understanding the words I was saying. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. “Why don’t you come in here with me and we can get it all cleared up.” The prince followed me without complaint, a sure sign that he really wasn’t feeling wel

 Adrian “Where are you staying?” Chloe asked, pulling back from our kiss. I frowned at her, my brain muddled from having her too close. “What?” “Where are you staying?” she asked again. I pulled back and frowned. “At the Knight Inn.” Chloe crinkled her nose at this news. “That place is known for its roaches.” I thought back to the roaches that had scurried out of sight when I’d entered my room. “Trust me, I know, but all the rooms were rented out every other place because of the wedding. I’m not exactly thrilled about it, but for the moment it’s my only option.” “That’s not true,” Chloe said, shaking her head. “What’s not true?” “You have another option

 King Charles To my horror, the seizures don’t stop. With every pill that doesn’t work, my panic raises. There’s an answer out there somewhere, but I don’t know where. I start being able to warn others when I’m about to pass out, which is only marginally helpful. My closest advisor, Kellin, visited me during my second week of bedrest. “King Charles,” he greeted me. “Kellin.” “Are we alone?” I nodded and watched with mild amusement while Kellin relaxed and sat down next to my bed. “Formalities are so annoying, Charles.” “Don’t I know it,” I muttered. “So, give it to me straight. How bad is it?” I opened my mouth to tell him that it wasn’t that bad, bu