Chapter 49 “It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.” |

Lawrence Durrell

By the time that Griffin arrived at the suite to pick me up, decked out in a dark blue shirt and dress pants, I tried to

swallow down my jealousy. This was supposed to be a fresh start for us, and I didn’t want to start it with conflict.

Especially with something that I knew wasn’t actually his fault but my own irrational feelings. Whatever Griffin had done

in the past was his business, not mine. “)

Not that he was considerate when he grilled me about my past sexual experiences.

It took a few deep breaths to shove the thought from my mind, but eventually, I was able to plaster a smile on my face

and look excited to see him.

“You look gorgeous, little fox,” he said, dark eyes roving over me. There was a hungry look in his eyes, like he wanted to

eat me alive.

“as do you,” I replied. He did look good; I couldn’t deny that. The blue of his shirt matched my dress, and for a moment, I wondered if Mary’s opinion about the blue dress hadn’t been planned. Griffin matching me couldn’t have been a

coincidence.

Griffin didn’t outwardly acknowledge my praise but I could tell it pleased him by the way his posture straightened and

his face relaxed.

God, is it that easy for me to read him? Is it just because of the mate bond that it feels like I can tell what he’s thinking or

because I’ve spent so much time in confined spaces with him?

“Come, little fox,” he said, “I’ve had one of the dining rooms prepared for us. I don’t suppose you’re hungry?”

At the mention of food, my stomach grumbled and Griffin smirked. “Well, that answers my question.”

It took almost all of my self-control not to bite back that being drugged hadn’t exactly given me time to eat.

trying to accept

just said, “Food sounds

and I tried not to let the elaborate twists and

to learn this place

did finally make it to the dining room,

enough rooms at the castle to know that most, if not all of them, were too

I smiled. This wooden table was much smaller than anything

beside me. Close enough to

sooner than we’d sat down did another door to the room open, two

just as stunningly beautiful as Mary had been.

I wondered if Griffin had ever given these girls a “night of attention,” to use Mary’s phrase.

enough to catch anyone’s eye, maybe

voice soft and tinkly, “The

in front of us, revealing steaming,

the castle is used to preparing,” Griffin said, looking at me, “But I figured

little more filling and

my grumbling stomach begging me to take a bite. “Well, you guessed right. I’m definitely a comfort

kind of girl.”

immediately dropped. One

looking up at him. Her uniform wasn’t indecent by any means, but the way she leaned over and

together definitely accentuated

Your Majesty?” she asked, her soft voice

this in front of me right now? I know he’s the king but I’m literally right here and she’s still

catch his attention.

reply, I couldn’t stop myself from answering for him. “No, he definitely doesn’t need

told her. I tried to keep the venom out of my voice, but by the surprised look on the

done a very good

was enough to get her to back off, straightening

that her cheeks flushed, “Just call if

scampered back into the kitchen and I let out a breath. The heavy lead

down again. So much so for leaving the past in the past.

was clear that being mated wasn’t going

little less grouchy. “What was that?” Griffin

and swallowed

“What was that?”

said. His eyes were narrowed but his tone was teasing, The bastard

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