His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

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I was still puzzled as to why Carlos had invited me to this dinner. He was usually so guarded, so when he called and insisted I come along, my curiosity couldn't help but get the better of me. I tried asking him what this was all about, but, as expected, he was evasive. His nonchalant attitude made me all the more suspicious, but I let it go for the time being.

He'd never invited me to something like this before, and while we'd spent time together in different circumstances, this felt different. I wondered what was so special about this evening. Was there something going on that he didn't want me to know about yet? His secrecy was starting to make me think there was more at play here than just a casual dinner.

As I got ready, my mind kept racing. I sighed, knowing that pushing him for answers would be futile, Carlos was good at keeping things close to the chest, and no matter how many times I asked, I knew he wouldn't tell me until he was ready, Maybe tonight would shed some light on the mysteries surrounding him, or maybe it would leave me with more questions than answers. Either way, I couldn't deny my excitement at seeing what was ahead.

I dressed up for the evening, choosing something simple yet elegant. As I made my way downstairs to meet him, I could feel the slight flutter of anticipation in my chest. When I stepped outside, I was greeted by a sight I hadn't expected-a sleek limousine parked right in front of the house. A limo? My jaw almost dropped. People around the neighborhood were stopping to take pictures of it as if it were some celebrity's ride. Carlos, however, didn't seem surprised in the least. He casually walked up to the car, opened the door, and gestured for me to get in, his expression calm as if this was completely normal.

I couldn't help but feel a little out of place as I stepped into the plush interior of the limousine. "Who are you?" I thought silently, glancing over at him. This wasn't the Carlos I had come to know. His quiet, modest demeanor didn't match the level of wealth this car represented. And then I noticed what he was wearing. He was

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him. His suit

jewelry collection as my earrings." I hadn't planned to say it out loud, but

glanced at them. "Maybe. The staff at PACK probably prepared them. I didn't

"Carlos's wolf said he was

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we arrived, my breath caught in my throat. The venue was breathtaking-more like a palace than a banquet

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gleamed in the soft, ambient light. Everything was designed to impress, and the grandeur left me feeling slightly overwhelmed. The atmosphere carried a sense of importance, as if we had stepped into a

the limousine, I noticed the soldiers standing guard at the entrance. They were from the Alpha King's regiment. My surprise must have shown on my face because Carlos glanced at me and

never been to a party with royalty before," I joked,

nervous.

do just

me. A lot of

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