The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 48

“Having perfected our disguise, we spend our lives searching for someone we don’t fool.”

– Robert Brault

When I told Griffin that I wanted to go on a date, I hadn’t expected him to work so quickly. But I guess he had latched

onto the idea and wanted to make things happen as quickly as possible. And he did.

Griffin insisted that I get ready immediately and he’d back within the hour to “pick me up.” Before I’d had time to protest,

he was out the door and I was back in an empty bedroom—again. While part of me felt all too nervous to spend the

night with Griffin, my grumbling stomach wasn’t complaining. Getting drugged, dragged across the continent, and fed

painkillers wasn’t easy on the stomach. I was more than ready for a little sustenance. |*

For a moment, | stood dumbfounded in the room. How did Griffin expect me to “get ready”? I had none of my things.

You have none of your things from home but there is a gigantic closet full of clothes in your size, my brain reminded me.

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Before I could begin sorting through the mess, there was a knock on the door. Don’t tell me that’s Dr. Inessa again. I

don’t think I can handle another surprise visitor today. That feels like all I do. Sit in this bedroom and wait for people to

knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“My name is Mary, Your Majesty,” a soft feminine voice spoke from the other side of the door, “His Majesty mind linked

me and asked that I help you prepare for the evening with anything you may need.”

Hearing people call me “Majesty,” being waited on…it was all so new. Part of me wanted to outright reject Mary and tell

her I’d be fine, but I stopped myself.

You’re accepting the mate bond and everything that comes with it, remember, Clark? Having someone wait on you is

“everything that comes with it. Besides, having a second opinion on an outfit might not be the worst thing in the world.

“Sure, come in,” I called back. ‘As soon as I gave the go-ahead, Mary entered the room, head bowed. She was nothing more than a little slip of a girl and she couldn’t have

been much older than me. Although she kept her head bowed, I could make out bright green eyes from across the room.

Is every werewolf in the world just exceptionally beautiful?

Mary kept her gaze on the floor and stood silently like she was waiting for instructions. “Well, hi,” I said, scratching my

neck awkwardly, “It’s

nice to meet you. I appreciate the help since I’ve got several hours of

get rid of.” If Mary noticed my slide

anything. |

“Would you like me to prepare

sounds wonderful. Thanks,

could see her beam at the praise as she scampered off into

return and I had to practically beg her

jacuzzi tub. Mary had insisted on “helping me wash,” but that

ninety-years-old and frail before I’d let

the blush.

of the mate bond or just the fact that I was back in his presence after a few weeks

the bath for around twenty minutes. There was no shortage of room and Mary had

that I couldn’t stop breathing in. It was the first time I’d felt truly relaxed

rapped on the door at the twenty-minute mark to let

the soothing bath, wrapped in a fluffy towel. Mary was waiting for

Her head was still bowed, not daring to

ignore it anymore. I knew people were going to refer to me as “Your

going to turn anyone to stone just for

to look at me, you know. We can make eye

age. You

request, her green eyes meeting mine for the first time since she’d entered the suite.

like every other werewolf I’d met,

her a smile when her eyes met mine and she smiled back. “If you allow it, Your Majesty,”

not allowed to make eye

“Why ‘especially’ the Queen?”

Mary said like it was the

idea about and I

I replied, “Everyone can see. Unless the King is going to keep me locked in this

just for ‘his’ eyes.” As soon as the words were out my mouth, I almost

to give Griffin more

examined the three outfits that

spaghetti straps, and

shoulders.

Mary cut in, “But the King instructed that you

a few good options.” I nearly rolled my eyes at

said. “I’m not sure which

blue would go beautifully with your hair and your

got soft and low at the end, like she

opinion.

blue dress, “I like that one. Pll wear

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the chair in front of the vanity as Mary gathered an impressive supply

shouldn’t have been surprised that Griffin had even supplied makeup and hair stuff, but I was.

ensuring there would never be a reason for

is so beautiful,” Mary murmured as she brushed through. She

and chaotic under her touch. For once, my hair