Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 444- A Drink

“Please,” the shadow says, his voice awkward and apologetic.

I’m still rigid with fear when Conner storms out onto the balcony, his hand smacking the shadow-person in the chest, slamming him against the wall. ” Who the hell are you!?” Conner demands.

“Please!” the shadow says again, “I’m so sorry! I was just standing out here, also getting fresh air! This is a complete accident!”

And suddenly, the voice snaps into place in my memory. “Conner!” I call, Rafe fussing in my arms, not liking the sudden change in my energy and the fear spiking through me, though I’m calmer now. “Please – it’s the Atalaxian Prince. He is – I don’t believe he means us any harm.”

And even though something about that concept doesn’t match up – an Atalaxian? Not meaning us any harm? Especially after the meeting I just had with my uncle?

Still, somehow, I know the truth of it down in my bones. He doesn’t.

Conner glances at me and then backs up a little, removing his hand from the Prince’s chest. “Should I escort him out of here, Luna?”

“No,” I sigh, shaking my head. “Not unless he wants to go, of course. But the night air is for everyone. I can’t have it all to myself just because I’m the Queen.”

The prince looks between Conner and I for a moment, stepping further into the light so I can see his pale features and the details of his chic black suit. “I would…stay, for a moment, if that’s all right? Have a quiet word with you, so that we don’t leave this evening on bad terms?”

“That’s fine,” I say quietly, somehow a little pleased that he will stay. I’m still terribly curious about him, perhaps despite myself.

“Would you mind?” Conner says to the prince, his voice tight. “If I performed a body check? To ensure that you don’t have…”

“Be my guest,” the prince says, spreading his arms wide and allowing Calvin to pat down the sides of his body, and then his legs.

nod back to him and give him a smile, grateful for his protection. “I’ll be

door, standing with one foot in the ballroom and

to me not too close, but close enough to be conversational. “As he should be. Your men are

I say with a little shrug, studying Calvin’s face carefully. As I do, I wonder a little

is something else

bow. “The ceremony today was very moving, as was the vote. It is inspiring to see

ask, turning my head a little. “Do you…not get this kind of support from

father’s policy is instead to…tell the people how they feel about the royal family. And then punish

eyebrows, genuinely surprised that he’s being

I murmur, wanting to shout from the rooftop that his father is a tyrant, but working very, very hard to

me and studies my face for a moment before dropping his gaze to Rafe in my arms. ” I certainly won’t tell anyone.” He’s quiet for a moment and I adjust the baby so he

smile comes to Calvin’s face. “Your son is a very handsome boy,” he says, smiling at Rafe. “I’m sure he’ll grow to be a strong

at Rafe myself. Then I look up at Calvin, curious. He’s young, I think my own age – certainly younger than Sinclair – but, well, I’m

have children of your own,

to mine. “Two,” he says, his smile growing as he thinks of them. “My Luna gave

about that – the alliance between parents who love their children. And damn it,

perhaps what

about what he said…I turn my head a little, curious. Something about his

child?” I ask,

his smile increasing. “She is…well, she makes me laugh more

honestly, he seems like he could be a friend. ” Dominic and I hope