The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

The Alpha King’s Human Mate

Chapter 62 Chapter 62

“Diplomacy is the art of saying ‘nice doggie’ until you can find a rock.” )

Will Rogers

After several minutes of cuddling, a quick shower, and some lotion for my burning ass, it was finally time for Griffin’s meeting. After my shower, I changed into nice jeans and a pretty purple blouse. I still felt underdressed, but Griffin

assured me that the dress code was casual.

Well, what he’d actually said was, You’re my Queen. Nobody cares what you wear, and if they look at you too long, I’l kill

them.

I figured that was basically the same thing. (2 At least he was dressed just as casually as I was.

“So, what’s the meeting about? Do you know?” I asked as we walked toward the meeting room. Griffin’s long stride was

almost impossible to keep up with, and with his hand in mine, it felt like he was almost dragging me along.

“One Alpha has become aggressive towards his neighboring pack,” Griffin told me, “He’s been getting bold. The council wants to discuss possible methods for dealing with him.” Griffin seemed to notice that Chapter 62

he was practically dragging me and slowed down.

Griffin hadn’t told me a lot, but according to him, he spent of these meetings with his council. The council was made up

of a small group of experienced wolves that provided Griffin with information about disputes of the werewolf world. They

also used their experience to advise him on possible solutions to these disputes. (7)

While my dad’s pack didn’t have a council, it did have elders – and Griffin’s council sounded similar.

Griffin’s pace slowed down even more as we approached a large mahogany door.

Griffin turned to me, cupping my face with one of his large hands. “Are you sure you really want to sit through a boring

meeting?” he asked, “These aren’t always brief.”

“The subject matter doesn’t sound very boring,” I said, “Besides, it can’t be more boring than waiting for you in an

empty bedroom.”

“If you say so, little fox.” When Griffin removed his hand from my face to open the door, I could actually feel the loss of

heat.

God, am I that addicted to his touch?

I didn’t have too much time to ponder that – Griffin pushed the door open, and my breath caught in my throat. Chapter

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he was practically dragging me and slowed down.

Griffin hadn’t told me a lot, but according to him, he spent of these meetings with his council. The council was made up

of a small group of experienced wolves that provided Griffin with information about disputes of the werewolf world. They

also used their experience to advise him on possible solutions to these disputes. (7)

While my dad’s pack didn’t have a council, it did have elders – and Griffin’s council sounded similar.

Griffin’s pace slowed down even more as we approached a large mahogany door.

Griffin turned to me, cupping my face with one of his large hands. “Are you sure you really want to sit through a boring

meeting?” he asked, “These aren’t always brief.”

“The subject matter doesn’t sound very boring,” I said, “Besides, it can’t be more boring than waiting for you in an

empty bedroom.”

fox.” When Griffin removed his hand from my face to open the door, I could actually feel the loss

heat.

I that addicted

Griffin pushed

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there were several middle-aged men sitting around the large conference room. It wasn’t

look very confused about my

was because I recognized this

his father in. The

at my feet, his eyes still

does he look so unbothered

room he killed his

hide the shock on my face, Griffin’s expression was

in here since his father’s death. He’s

here.

spot on the marble flooring. It looked spotless as always

had been that day.

to pick the King’s body off the floor.

stand up and bow to Griffin

bowed. I’m not sure I’ll ever

him, and the wolves took that as a sign to rise. Griffin barely spared them a passing

me to our

and mine was positioned on his

having a reaction ~ nobody, not Griffin or the other

room we were sitting in. When Griffin took his own seat, I felt my gut churn

in his father’s

meant for the King, but did it really not

his father?

staring at Griffin too hard because he leaned over, pulling my hand into his. “There’s no need

fox,” he

reminder that if you’re not reading this book on

story. Head over there to dive into the next chapter—it’s

no way I was going to

I just nodded my head. That seemed

address the other

anything besides my last

look at the other wolves

forties.

fixed on Griffin. I noticed that none of them stared at me ~ I had a feeling it wasn’t out

avoid Griffin’s possessive wrath.

a man at the end of the table spoke with a grave expression, “The situation has

meeting.”

back in his

the mask

a full-fledged attack on Alpha

sure that Alpha Abel will be able to hold him

a second. Alpha Liam, Alpha Abel ~ I

the castle with Lily and Seb, it was to witness the dispute between Alpha

flashed through my mind. This time, it was of Alpha Liam’s sharp, disgruntled face as

King ordered him to stop invading Alpha Abel’s lands. Alpha

but he had agreed to the Alpha King’s

Your Majesty,” Councilor Johnathan said, “You need to strike

was still

of my father’s order. The question

freely, Your Majesties?” Another man piped up, his voice soft. I couldn’t tell if that was just his voice or

that nervous

“You may, Councilor Rodrick.”

has been a chaotic one for wolves everywhere,” Rodrick said, “There’s been much upheaval…a lot of uncertainty. 1 believe that

advantage.” Rodrick’s eyes flickered to me briefly before settling

Well, that’s a polite way of talking about how Griffin killed his father, became King,

less than

mind giving him a reminder of what happens to

face. “As for the rest of the wolves, they’ll simply have

with the changes that