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Entirely unplanned.

I often appear unhinged and unable to hold on to my wits.

And no matter how quickly I pivot in this relationship we’re having, she keeps me anticipating her next move. It’s exciting, knowing she will pleasantly surprise me. I’ve never been a fan of surprises, but Fleur might change my mind about them.

She surprised me by inviting lycans into the tower.

They’ve entertained her most of the span, and I expected they’d stay for the masked ball, but the princess and the young alpha parted ways earlier in the evening. She obeyed me. Surprise, surprise.

I watched as she said goodbye to the baby alpha. They embraced and nothing more. This placates the part of me that gets unreasonably jealous of anyone being around her. But I’m aware of her personality, mainly her seductive nature coupled with enjoyment of being around many people.

If I acted on my jealousy and hurt or killed every male with interest in her, it would mean I would have to slaughter several populations of the world. That would be greatly entertaining for me, yet very hurtful for her. I shall entertain my murderous jealousy in my head. Besides, I have more pressing things to deal with tonight. Like observing the fae traitors walking through the front doors.

Standing near the curtain in the back of the room, that’s what I’m doing, or at least trying to do, while also keeping an eye on Fleur, who’s changed two outfits so far. Now she’s wearing a dove-feather mask over her eyes, paired with a beautiful white silk dress. The back of the dress seems to be missing entirely, and as she practically floats over the dark marble floors, embracing all the guests, everyone touches her bare skin. Some fairies are bolder than others, pressing their entire hands against the small of her back.

Would it be so bad if I dined on everyone?

I especially want to rip into the throat of the male who’s been escorting her through the crowds and introducing her to the people she hasn’t yet met.

Leroy catches me moving toward him and meets me near the corner by the other long, thick, black curtain.

“Who is the fae male with the princess?” I ask.

Leroy sighs. “He’s one of the shadow crawlers Aamako dismissed and the former prince reactivated.”

The thought of ripping out his fingers that keep curving around Fleur’s elbow as he helps her move about makes me smile. “Tell me he didn’t sign one of your ridiculous papers.”

“He petitioned for the position in our ranks.”

“Petitioned?”

“Mmhm. For himself and seven of his males.”

“I had no idea we took petitions.”

“We didn’t either, but the modern world takes getting used to. He’s a convincing fella. Carries battle magic.”

“Age?

“Over two hundred turns.”

I grunt. Just right for the princess. “Why haven’t I met him yet?”

“He hasn’t been cleared.”

“Why not?”

“Because he carried in a weapon.”

“And you allowed him around the princess?” I snap, drawing attention our way.

“The princess disarmed him.”

“Excuse me?”

“She found the weapon and asked him to hand it over.”

The shadows start climbing the walls as my temper rises.

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