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“I’ve never felt like this before,” I confess in a barely audible whisper.
“Alyssa Hunt,” my mate calls me by my full name as he pulls away to make me look in his deep dark eyes that are shining with joy and pride. “You are a force to be reckoned with. You are it for me. My only one.”
My eyes tear up, a knot forming in my throat. I swallow hard, touched by the sincerity in his voice.
“With all that being said,” Garren continues, the corners of his mouth lifting up in what I came to recognize as a mischievous smile. “I’m not done with you yet, but it’s true that now that we’ve taken care of our bond’s needs, we should focus on more pressing matters.”
I smile and nod. “I’m sure they’re already waiting for us.”
“I somewhat doubt it,” he replies with an easy grin. “Throughout the years, I became sort of known for being late, so I’m pretty sure that my father ordered the servants to wake us a lot earlier than necessary. Haven’t you noticed that no one has come to get us yet?”
It is true that we’ve been in the shower for a good while now and even I had heard of the Party Prince’s many reputations, including the one where he was never on time.
We each wrap ourselves into a towel of our own and return to the room. With a start, I realize that someone has brought a set of clothes for me to wear. I lock eyes with Garren, who bursts out laughing. While he clearly doesn’t mind that someone was in the room while we were fucking like two wolves on steroids, I can’t do anything about the blush that spreads across my cheeks and surely leaves them looking like a pair of angry red lobsters.
“This is so embarrassing,” I mutter, wondering how I’ll be able to show my face outside of these four walls.
“Don’t worry about it,” Garren assures me, coming up to me to plant a soft kiss on my forehead.
“It’s not funny,” I tell him. “I’ve worked very hard to get where I am and to become who I am. My reputation is everything.”
“I assure you that your reputation will remain intact,” Garren promises, taking my hands into his as he meets my gaze. “My Father told you that the pack’s being taken care of, which means that the Alpha Captain’s also been notified. Besides, after I make you my queen and announce to the world that you’re my fated mate, no one will dare use your name in vain.”
While that’s not exactly what I had in mind, it does help to know that he’s on my side and serious about whatever this is. We’ll have time to figure out our next step later, but right now, we have to return to reality and deal with the threats that the witches pose. Hopefully, the Dark Hunters are all rested and ready for round two.
CHAPTER 11
Alyssa
Garren holds my hand as we follow the servant who came to fetch us. Even though we walked these halls the night before, I find them confusing and strange. The Grey Manor really is a labyrinth.
“Aren’t we going to the throne room?” Garren asks when the servant turns right instead of left. He grabbed each of us a couple of croissants from the passing maid’s tray, and we’ve been eating them on the way. That’s what we get for spending our extra minutes on each other.
“Your father and your brothers have gathered in the conference room,” the servant replies. “Your father thought that everyone would be more comfortable there.”
“At least he won’t be able to look down on us from his mighty throne,” Garren mutters under his breath, loud enough for me to hear.
I give his hand a comforting squeeze, wordlessly reminding him that he’s not alone. We’ll face the whole world together if need be. We’ll deal with his family, and we’ll even take care of the witches if others don’t take them seriously enough.
Hekate turned out to be a bigger threat than any one of us even dared to imagine. The witches might be our creators, the weavers of the curse that was supposed to plague us, but we decided to embrace it instead. If once they were thought to be a superior species, they’re quite the opposite now. Well, at least until Hekate started rallying them up and possibly uniting all the covens together under one powerful Ultra Coven.
The servant knocks on the door but doesn’t enter. Instead, as soon as Garren’s father gives us permission to enter, our guide steps aside and waits long enough for us to disappear through the door.
My eyes immediately land on the powerful wolves seated behind the table. At the head, sits Garren’s father with a place on his right saved for his heir apparent. On Garren’s supposed right side is a male that I recognize as Prince Grayden who has found himself in some yellow pages in the past, but nothing nearly as scandalous as his older brother. Next to Prince Grayden is Prince Graham who looks up from his tablet for all of one second to give me a curious once over before returning his attention to whatever he has going on the screen.
“I’m glad to hear that you’re both okay,” the last wolf says, calling my attention to him.
While Garren’s body turns stiff, my reaction is quite the opposite. My eyes widen when they take in the legendary original Alpha of the Pack of Shadows himself, King Gavin. Though the reputation of our kingdom took a hit, no one was actually surprised when the youngest prince left the family. Gavin Grey is the most powerful wielder of Darkness who has walked the earth in centuries, and he was also too ambitious to settle with the fate of the youngest. With his Ice Queen wife, Leia Lafayette, they make the most powerful couple in America.
“Sit down,” King Grey orders before Garren can reply. He shoots Gavin a look, unhappy that the young King addressed us first.
While I let go of Garren’s hand, expecting him to take his place as his father’s successor, he refuses to let me go. Taking a deep breath to swallow my surprise, I struggle to keep a neutral expression on my face as Garren leads us to the other side of the table, which is fortunately not too long, otherwise, it’d be that more awkward when he positions himself at the head and gestures for me to go on his right. Hoping that he knows what he’s doing, I follow his lead and sit down when he does.
Though King Grey’s eyes narrow and his nostrils flare, he doesn’t say anything. To my surprise, King Gavin meets my eye, gives me a ghost of a smile, and winks.
Why do I have a feeling that we’ve walked into some serious family drama? my wolf asks, not sounding too happy about it.
Don’t all families have drama? I ask back, not wanting to give too much attention to it.
