Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 21

Fiona followed Elijah and Rio into the dining area, trying to shake off the lingering awkwardness from the conversation that Elijah had quickly de-escalated.

The room was surprisingly modest, not the grand hall she had expected. The rectangular table was made of dark wood, polished to a shine, with enough space to scat six to eight people. Elijah took the seat at the head of the table, guiding Fiona to sit

it on his right. Rio sat across from her, on Elijah's left.

She watched as a servant brought out a variety of dishes, all exquisitely prepared, and placed them on the table. The food looked delicious, but Fiona's appetite was dampened by the unscase she felt. They had been traveling for hours, and she was both hungry and tired, yet for some reason, she didn't think she could eat much today,

Opposite her, Rio had a mischievous grin plastered across his face. Earlier, after he made the comment about the woman named Carissa. Elijah quickly called him out for lying, and he apologized.

What surprised Fiona was that Rio was now acting like he hadn't said anything wrong in the first place. He picked up a bottl of wine and poured some into Fiona's glass. "You must try this," he said, pushing the glass toward her.

Before she could respond. Elijah's voice cut in. "She doesn't need that, Rio. We've been traveling for hours, and this is her first time inside the barrier."

Rio raised an eyebrow but didn't push further. Instead, he reached for a plate of food, offering it to Fiona. "Here, try some of this instead. I'm certain you'll like it."

Elijah's hand moved to intercept. "I'll serve her," he said, taking the plate from Rio. He carefully sliced a portion of meat and placed it on Fiona's plate, his movements precise and deliberate

Fiona glanced at Elijah, sensing the unspoken tension between him and Rio. She picked up her fork and took a small bite. the flavors rich but somehow distant, as if she were too distracted to fully enjoy the meal.

As they ate, Rio tried to engage Fiona in conversation. "So, Fion, what's it like outside the barrier? How's life in your pack?"

Fiona kept her answers brief. "It's different."

Rio nodded, but his eyes were probing. "Must be interesting to see both sides. What would you miss outside of this barrier?

Fiona smiled faintly. She lifted her eyes and met his blue ones don't think I'll be missing much.

"Oh, isn't that sad? What about your parents? You're from the Rosenthal Family, right? I think.. I think I've heard about them somewhere. 1-"

"Rio, what made you think I would be marrying Carissa?" Elijah interrupted him, finally breaking the tension from earlier that Rio had been trying to diffuse.

demeanor faded, and he glanced down at his plate. "I heard rumors. People talk, you know. Especially since the

enough to realize that While Elijah's face remained calm, something cold glinted in his eyes. "Was

a serious expression. just thought... You

Elijah admitted, his tone matter-of-fact. "When

how little she knew about Elijah's past and the complexities of the world she had entered.

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joke or a comment, but the earlier case was gone. Fiona felt as though she was navigating a delicate dance,

Fiona found herself more intrigued by the dynamics between Elijah and Rio. There was clearly a deep bond

something crucial. "Wait a minute, he said. looking at Fiona with renewed interest. By now, everyone was done with their food, Rio was enjoying desserts while Fiona and Elijah were sipping wine. "The Rosenthal Family... Aren't they known for their healing abilities? They're one of the oldest families in

blinked, his excitement dimming as he realized he might have overstepped. "Of course, my apologies, Fiona. I didn't mean to keep

appreciating the gesture. Not long after, Rio offered them a quick bow before excusing himself. promising to come by the next

walls lined from floor to ceiling with bookshelves filled with ancient tomes and modern volumes alike. A large desk sat in the center, and a few comfortable chairs were arranged near a small

wine and handed it to Fiona. "I thought you might like something to help you unwind," he said,

shower. Still, Fiona accepted the glass, taking a small sip as she settled into one

books. "Are there many people staying in your palace" she asked, her curiosity piqued by the

Only a few trusted people. They're discreet and don't bother me... or us. So, we pretty much have the place to

"us" was laden with implication, and the space between them seemed to shrink even though neither had moved. She could feel the heat of his gaze, the tension between them growing despite the exhaustion that

her fingers lingering on the stem. She met his eyes, a silent question in her gaze. Elijah didn't

explore the palace," he said, his voice soft but charged with meaning.

her heart beating a little faster. "May I ask you something?" she asked, switching the topic to

"Anything"

affairs but she cleared her throat. By now,

a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "I just wanted to know about Carissa because... well, I want to be prepared if any issues come up. We do have a contract, after all.

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stuttering explanation. Fiona's cheeks flushed even more, and she hurried to continue. "I mean, the contract is clear. We can't be with someone else as long as it's in effect. Of course. if

take a step, Elijah reached out and gently killed her back. With a swift motion, he guided her onto his lap, holding her close. Fiona's breath caught, her heart racing as she found herself suddenly so near him. "You don't have to

gaze. T'm not running," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "I -I just want to go to the room to rest. You said I could do what

stopping you from doing what you want, but first."he said, his voice surprisingly gentle despite the fact that he was clearly teasing her. The realization only made her blush even