“They were two halves that together formed a magical whole.” (7

– Dick Button S

As Esther led me to the dining room where I’d eat dinner with Griffin, I felt like a little girl playing dress up. We’d pass guards or people walking in the hallway and they’d bow to me, averting their eyes.

Did they not see I was just an imposter? Just a teenage girl stuck in a situation she had no say in? 4

The dining room that Esther led me to was different than the one I’d dined with Seb, Lily, and the former Alpha King in. The mahogany door wasn’t nearly as ornate.

She stopped in front of the door, her eyes glazing over as she communicated through the mind link.

Then after a moment, she opened the door and gestured for me to go inside. I took a deep breath and walked past her.

As I’d suspected, the room wasn’t quite as elaborate as the other dining room was but it was still fancier than anything else I’d dined in. The biggest difference was the size this dining room table was smaller, more intimate. It was clearly meant

to only seat two or three guests.

And at the head of the table, Griffin’s dark eyes raked over my body. He clearly had no shame in staring, and if the smirk on his face was any indicator, he at least liked what he saw.

And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like what I see either. (2

I tried to hide the flush on my cheeks as Griffin stood up from his seat and I got a full look at his outfit. He had cleaned up in dark dress pants that hugged his thighs and a light blue dress shirt that popped with his complexion. I couldn’t help but notice that his sleeves were rolled up and the griffin tattoo on his forearm was on full display.

That damned tattoo.

I should’ve known something was off when I started dreaming about a hot guy – I

never dream about hot guys.

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Griffin said, but

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

off me.

near the door, but as soon as the door

striding across the room to

from me, and this

was just his intensity. Everything about him was intense and powerful the way he talked,

looked at me.

beautiful, my little fox,” Griffin said, and he

choice but to stare back at him – or really,

height difference, I was more eye level

might be missing out on the complete story. Head over there

I managed to keep my composure. “You

so bad yourself.”

alive, and moved his other hand to the small of my back. “I’m glad you

to the chair opposite his and pulled it out for me. The gesture felt. romantic and I was glad he could no longer see the blush on my face

own chair next, his eyes back on me. I

plate.

really loves

that?” he suddenly

“Do what?”

me,” he said, “It’s like you’re afraid to make eye contact with me

bond

big on eye contact,” I retorted, “The real question is, why do you feel the need

but judging by

offense.

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