Chapter 455 - You haven’t even heard the best part yet
Kael’s eyes were rolled to the back, thoroughly entertained by the whole situation. ’I thought you’d want to know about it.’
For the first time since King Jaron had approached him, Voren actually hesitated.
Part of him really wanted to walk straight over there. What if Athaliah said something that ended up upsetting Seraphine? His protective instincts flared up strong and fierce. ’What’s she doing right now?’
His attention drifted briefly toward King Jaron before snapping back to the mind-link. ’The Alpha King wants to talk to me, but...’
Kael glanced over at the table again. Athaliah and Seraphine both looked completely relaxed, with no tension in sight. ’Relax, Alpha. She’s actually pretty nice.’ He chuckled quietly to himself. ’She even slapped Daisy right in front of Ravyn in front of the whole pack.’
He paused as if in deep thought. ’Honestly, I’m starting to like her a lot.’ Another thought popped into his head. ’Maybe I should’ve accepted that dinner invitation on your behalf.’ He laughed softly. ’But then again, who would’ve stayed behind to watch over the pack while you were all at the wedding?’
Voren let out a quiet sigh, and some of the worry in his voice eased up. ’Fine.’ His answer carried a little more calm than before. ’Keep an eye on things over there.’
A brief silence followed. ’If anything happens at all...’ His voice turned dead serious again. ’Let me know immediately.’
The mind-link ended, and Voren turned his full attention back to King Jaron. His expression settled back into its usual calm, indifferent mask. "This isn’t really the right place for a private conversation like this," he said, gesturing toward the pack house. "Let’s talk over there instead."
The second Alpha King Jaron and Voren walked into the pack house, a couple of warriors rushed right over with drinks in hand like they’d been waiting on pins and needles.
Omegas slipped around the room super quiet, dusting every little speck and making sure the whole place stayed spotless.
The second those two Alphas showed up, all the lively chatter in the living room died out instantly. One by one, everybody lowered their heads in total respect and snuck out, leaving just the two powerful Alphas alone in there.
The heavy wooden doors swung shut with a solid thud, and this thick, heavy silence dropped over everything.
Voren kicked back on the sofa, crossing one leg over the other real casual, his sharp eyes locked right on the man sitting across from him. He didn’t even glance at the drink they’d set down in front of him.
King Jaron, on the other hand, grabbed his glass with that smooth, practiced confidence, looking like he’d already scripted out this whole conversation in his head from start to finish and knew exactly how it was gonna go.
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