ross the cabin's leather seats. Mira sat by the window, a glass of chi
ctly three hours
rom a
prepa
nnel rumor about King Evren's temperament, his preferences, his rumored disdain for weak petit
was twenty
not arrive
contact she didn't expect-the int
n't have taken this. But I
d. Then she o
, hidden in a bag, poorly angled.
ri
draped across a lounger beside him, wearing a white
mp was read
it. "Client meetings in the coastal
lotion in slow, deliberate strokes-like he was tracing something familiar, something he had memorized. Ivy tilted her head
Even if it wasn't, it was close enough-int
een, her thumb frozen
ll, familiar ache, like pressing on a bru
thing warmth into them. "Why didn't you wear gloves?" She had threaded her fingers through his and said, "This is warmer." His han
he video were
longer bel
ven a mildly disappointing quarterly report. Then she closed th
hought flatly. 'He's
nto the plush seat. The hum of the engines vibrated
ll was a cath
alls. And everywhere-everywhere-the heavy, suffocating presence of Alphas. Dozens of the
ded doors and felt fifty pai
er mother's pearls at her throat, hair swept up in a simple knot. Luna elegance without Lu
wor
ompliments on her beauty. Questions about her pack. Curious glances at he
each one with
t I'm here on
don't wish to mon
ng, Alpha. Tonight, I
n they should, but Mira's cool politeness eve
he ar
kind of face that had never been told no often enough. His scent w
thout invitation. "The prettiest flower in the roo
ead. Polite. Distan
ct was i
ead for years. Adrian Vale swallowed that little empire whole." He laughed, loud enough to dr
"I am Mira Sterling. Daughter of William and Catherin
younger wolves, clearly his subordinates
s a ghost. Never comes out. Never produces an heir." His voice dropped, deliberately crue
ack l
nt cold, then h
er back. But never-never-in a room like this, surrounded by
said quietly, "that your manners a
ring. Go ahead-call your husband. Let him vouch for you. If y
heart c
know why she was here. He would drag her back
er hesitation.
along now, Miss Sterling. Th
her was quiet, but
his lapel. A silver wave on a field of blue. She knew that crest. She h
tern territories. A
, shallow morals, and an obsession w
politely this t
-surprised she knew his name. "I don't need my h
om-one laid with antique playing cards, gilded edges
ard and held it b
flip through the whole deck and tell you which three you chos
rowed. "What kind
"My father taught me. Sterling training. You wanted proof that I'm the re
orgotten, watching the scene unfold. A woman in gre
hat look Mira recognized-the look of
?" His voice
gain. And I call Adrian myself to tell him I d
if yo
lted he
ery Alpha in this room. And you tell them y
oss the table like a fan
o memorize. Your
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