Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 443- 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.

his voice tight. “If

his arms wide and allowing Calvin to

me, his face quite serious, I nod back to him and give him a smile, grateful

Conner nods again and steps to the door, standing with one foot in the ballroom and the other out on the balcony, a constant threat to Calvin should he

at Conner and taking a few steps closer to me not too close, but close enough to be conversational.

am to them,” I say with a little shrug, studying Calvin’s face carefully. As I do, I wonder a little how did

is something else

into a little bow. “The ceremony today was very moving, as was the vote. It is inspiring

my head a little. “Do

to…tell the people how they feel about the royal family.

raise my eyebrows, genuinely surprised that he’s being so candid

can’t say that I think this policy is wise,” I murmur, wanting to shout from the rooftop that his father is a tyrant, but working

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

says, smiling at Rafe. “I’m sure he’ll grow to be a strong King, like his

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

children of your own, Calvin?”

his smile growing as he thinks of

who love their children. And damn it, even if I was determined to hate the Atalaxians… well, I can’t hate all of them now,

perhaps what

head a little, curious. Something about his words strikes me

other child?” I

he replies, his smile increasing. “She is…well, she makes me

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