Page 122 of Melinda's Choice


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“Do you mind?”

“Mind? Of course not? I want everyone to know.”

“Yes, but it also means everyone will know you are stepping down as sicortar. Perhaps you wanted to prepare the public for this news in your own time.”

I shrug. “I have already informed the important people who need to know. In any case, I will ask Sholinar to draft an announcement for tonight’s public news broadcast.”

She strokes my arm nervously. “So it’s all happening. No turning back.”

“Do you wish to?”

“No, of course not. It’s just strange to be a public figure and have my personal life be the subject of general gossip. When I got engaged to Wyatt, it was a much more private affair.”

I place a firm hand over hers. “I am not Wyatt, and together you and I are going to forge a new and different life together. There is no point making comparisons.”

“It’s impossible not to,” she replies a little testily.

“You must try. Clear your mind of Wyatt and the life you had before. There is only one male you should focus your attention on and it is me.”

She leans across to kiss me lightly. “Is that so?” she teases.

I am resolute and unbending. “Melinda, I have told you I will not share you. You are all mine now.”

She runs fingers down my chest, touching her newly painted name. “And you’re all mine too, so I will ask you to clear your mind of your drashas and the life you had before. This works both ways, Kirimor.”

“My drashas are the very furthest thing from my mind,” I grumble. “It is only you I think about.”

“And you are all I think about too, but Kirimor, I can’t cut Wyatt out of my heart. I will always love him, even if he’s no longer my husband or mate.”

That is not what I want to hear. My drashas, much as I respect them, are not in my heart. Separating from them has been more a logistical operation than anything else.

“You will see him when he comes to Krovatia,” I state rather than ask.

“Yes, of course I will.”

My hackles rise. She sees this and wraps her arms around me. “Kirimor, trust me. You have nothing to worry about. My mind is set and I want you as my mate for the rest of my days. But that doesn’t mean I won’t be happy to see Wyatt again and spend time catching up with him.”

I pull back, frowning. “What does it mean, catching up with him?”

I can see she is amused at my jealousy. She smiles as she says, “It means talking, a hug and a kiss on the cheek, but nothing more you pervy old man.”

I am about to remonstrate but stop. “Very well,” I say gruffly.

I pull her to me for a long, satisfying kiss. When I finally lift my lips from hers, they are plump and puffy from all my attention. Anyone seeing her now will know she has been thoroughly kissed and thoroughly claimed by me. At this moment, the drone lands and I let go of her briefly to open the door. Then, with her hand in mine, and my tail securely around her middle, I escort her down.

Kiristen awaits us at the main entrance to the school. He beams when he sees my Melinda in customary Krovatian dress, my markings painted over her body. He rushes forward and brings her into his arms for an embrace, his tail swirling around us in his excitement. “I am so happy and honored, Melinda, that you have accepted my father as your mate.” He steps back to gaze at her admiringly. “The body artist has done an excellent job. You were beautiful before, but now you are extra beautiful and looking like one of us. Welcome to our family.”

Melinda’s face creases into a pleased smile, and I sense she is much moved. “Thank you Kiristen,” she says with a tell-tale flush on her face.

I pull my beloved son to me and hug him tight, showing my love and approval. “Thank you Kiristen. I must leave you now for some urgent work. I hope Melinda enjoys her visit to your school. Please take good care of her.”

“I will,” he promises.

Then I untangle my tail from around Melinda and extract one final kiss. “I shall see you this evening, my lovely. Go in peace.”

“Go in peace darling.”

Darling.I like that.

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