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“No, Alpha, it’s definitely her. Landon confirmed it, too.”
I barely knew how to respond. I refused to believe that my personal guard could be that incompetent, but the conviction in Calliver’s tone was unshakable. He believed what he was saying, or he wouldn’t be bothering me with this
“Call Jaylen right now. He’s stationed outside her room,” I growled. “You’re both wrong. There’s no way she’s here.”
“Yes, Alpha,” the guard agreed, reaching into his back pocket for his cell phone to do as I commanded.
Gooseflesh prickled my arms as I turned my head, a flurry of intrusive thoughts flooding my mind.
Has she been lying to me? Has she always remembered who she is and coming here at night?
It was impossible for me to reconcile that innocent face in a place like this, but I didn’t believe that Calliver would have come to me if he wasn’t sure.
My gaze fell on her then, the awkward but fascinated face of the fae I’d saved staring at the sex swing, her head cocked to the side as if trying to understand how it worked. My shoulders instantly relaxed as I took in her confusion, and a small smirk crossed my lips as I saw what she was wearing.
Clearly, she had made her way into one of the Harbinger’s dressing rooms and found one of the costumes for role playing. The short, red dress barely covered her long, lithe legs, cleavage spilling out from the top. It left nothing to the imagination, but it also explained how she had managed to sneak out of the castle undetected. She had hitched a ride with us in her animal form. I recalled the small flurry of movement I’d seen out of the corner of my eye, and it all came together.
Little mouse. She didn’t know where she was going. She just got in the car.
Both exasperated and impressed by Mirielle’s ingenuity, I moved toward her, but before I’d taken two steps, two separate couples swarmed the redhead.
One of the males thrust a drink in her hand, the other encircled her, brushing her long, red tresses aside to bare her pale shoulders. Jealousy rocked through me as I neared, my pulse pounding at the sight of them touching her.
“You must be a good dancer,” the taller one insisted. “With long legs like that, you’ve got to know how to use them, or else they’re a waste. Dance for us, baby.”
Mirielle’s eyes widened. “No, thank you. It’s my first time here, and—”
The female from the other couple cut her off. “We found her first, Kelvin. If she’s going to dance for anyone, it’s going to be us.”
Mirielle stood frozen between them, blinking wildly as I let the glamor fall away to reveal myself. Gasps of shock overrode the loud music, and suddenly, the lust and grinding were forgotten as the club began to bow toward me.
“Alpha!”
“Oh, my gods, it’s the king!”
“Someone get the king a drink!”
I stalked toward the unsuspecting couples as Mirielle’s eyes locked on mine, the two pairs falling back as they recognized I was stepping forward to claim her. Her usually fair complexion was opaque in the shadowy lighting as she firmed her rosebud mouth, hanging her head like a scolded puppy.
“I do believe that the fae spoke her piece,” I told the two couples, who tripped over their collective feet trying to step away. “She doesn’t want to dance for you.” I turned to Mirielle. “Or do you?”
She shook her head vehemently.
I glowered at the foursome. “You see?”
They scattered, the sound of their footsteps echoing in my ears as I turned to her again.
“What a surprise running into you here,” I told her dryly. “Come here often?”
“First time,” she mumbled. “At least that I know of.”
I studied her perfect body in that too-tight dress, my cock growing fully hard for the first time since entering the club. I’d found my unicorn after all.
The manager of the club rushed up to me, half-bowing, half-choking. “Alpha, how—what—how…”
He stopped and took a deep breath, struggling to find the words, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the trembling, stunning vision of Mirielle.
“What can I do for you, Alpha?” the manager asked. “Harbinger’s is at your service, as always.”
