The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

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.

start. Remember, Clark? You’re trying to accept the mate bond

just

comfortable silence and I tried

this place sooner or later,

to the dining room, the elaborate marble and gold decorative fixtures

been in enough rooms at the castle to know that most, if

This wooden

sitting across from me, he was beside me. Close enough to touch. Close enough that I could

down did another door to the room open, two young girls carrying serving dishes.

beautiful as Mary had been. Big, doe eyes, shiny hair, and long

I wondered if Griffin had ever given these girls a “night of attention,” to use

young enough to catch anyone’s eye, maybe even

the first girl spoke, her voice soft and tinkly, “The chef has prepared chicken pot pie as instructed.”

down two plates in front of us, revealing steaming,

to preparing,” Griffin

more filling and less

grumbling stomach begging me to take a bite. “Well, you

kind of girl.”

over at Griffin, my smile immediately dropped. One of the girls who’d brought our

uniform wasn’t indecent by any means,

together definitely

anything else, Your Majesty?” she asked, her

of me right now? I know he’s the king but I’m literally right here and

catch his attention.

stop myself from answering for him. “No, he definitely

the venom out of my voice, but by the surprised look

a

to get her to back off, straightening up and giving him

that her

along with the other girl, scampered back into the kitchen and

reappeared in my stomach, weighing me down again. So much so for leaving the past

it was clear that being

feel a little less grouchy. “What

and swallowed it

“What was that?”

narrowed but his tone was teasing, The bastard was