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.

trying to accept the mate

just said, “Food

silence and I tried not to let the elaborate twists and turns

this place sooner

room, the

know that most, if not all

This wooden table was much smaller than anything I’d

me, he was beside me. Close enough to touch. Close enough that I could feel his

door to the room open, two young

uniforms, they were just as stunningly beautiful as Mary had been. Big, doe eyes, shiny hair,

given these girls a

and young enough to catch anyone’s eye, maybe

and tinkly, “The chef

in front of us, revealing steaming, large pot

is used to preparing,” Griffin

more filling

smiled at him, my grumbling stomach begging me to take a bite. “Well,

kind of girl.”

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

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

definitely accentuated

she asked, her soft voice low and

I know he’s the

catch his attention.

could even reply, I couldn’t stop myself from answering for him. “No,

I tried to keep the venom out of my voice, but by the surprised look on the girl’s face, I don’t

done a very good

tone was enough to get her to back off,

her cheeks flushed,

the kitchen and I

much

was clear that being mated wasn’t

the chicken pot pie will help me feel a little less grouchy. “What was

bite and swallowed it down before

“What was that?”

were narrowed but his tone