The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 63

Maze’s POV

I got dressed quickly. Thankfully, Thaddeus had gone outside to meet Theo. I told Friday to take her time but she dressed in a hurry too. She wanted to meet my paternal grandparents. I held her hand, our fingers interlaced, and we went to the Alpha Dining Room where my grandparents supposedly were.

As soon as we walked in, my father and Felicity looked relieved as though they were happy they wouldn’t have to fend my grandparents off alone anymore. My grandfather, former Alpha Maximo Mason, stood up when he saw me. He was tall and olive skinned like my father and me with the same grey eyes and dark wavy hair. His hair was streaked with white though but it suited him. He shook my hand and he took Friday’s hand and k!ssed it. Friday blushed.

My grandmother, former Luna Maxine Madeline Mason curtsied for Friday and h.ugged me gently. She was pet!te with a waif-like figure, delicate and fragile-looking even more-so in her old age. She too was olive-skinned with dark eyes and dark hair flecked with white. Her hair was in an elaborate bun. She returned gracefully to her seat escorted by my father. Both of my grandparents were formally dressed in evening wear. I forgot that they usually dressed for dinner. I was in a black shirt with no tie and black trousers and Friday was in a simple black knee-length dress. I held her close to my side.

“Can you believe after all this time, Maxine, Malachi and Felicity are to marry?” Drawled my grandfather.

My father instinctively drew Felicity closer to him.

“You’re divorcing Elizabeth, Kai,” whispered Grandmother, putting her hand to her mouth and using my father’s childhood nickname.

“Mom, you known about this a few days now at least,” said Malachi, his tone slightly annoyed.

“Also, Mom, Elizabeth has some interest in a gentleman, an old friend of hers, Cody,” I added.

Mom was with Cody now and Dad was with Felicity and all four were much happier. What was the issue now? Did their happiness count for naught? My grandmother ignored this statement. Grandfather was staring at Friday, scrutinising her carefully as if appraising a complex work of art at a museum. All he need was a glass of wine in one hand and a monocle held to the eye and pinched between the thump and index finger of his other hand to complete the picture. My grandmother seemed to have not noticed Friday truly yet even though she had curtsied for her earlier.

“Cody,” mused my grandfather. “Cody, Cody, Cody. The name rings a bell.”

“The faintest of bells, I’m sure,” mumbled my father.

“What was that, Malachi, my son?” Said Grandfather.

“You can’t seriously expect me to believe that you are here pretending you don’t remember Cody?” Said Dad, looking truly openly annoyed now and stepping in front of Felicity protectively.

“I vaguely remember Cody, yes, and dear Felicity,” said Grandfather gesturing towards Felicity. Felicity was hiding, shrinking behind my father. In all fairness, my grandparents, specifically my grandfather, had essentially changed the course of her life, separating her from her mate for twenty-five years though they often met in secret.

“Well, then, you will remember that Felicity is my fated mate and true Luna and Elizabeth who has blessed me with Maze is actually the mate of Cody. I wish them all the best and I hope one day Elizabeth might wish the same for Felicity and myself though the transitions was by no means a smooth one,” said Dad, sighing. Felicity put her hands on his shoulders and squeezed softly. He looked back at her and smiled.

“Lovely,” said Grandfather as though it were anything but.

“Let’s dine, shall we,” Grandmother suggested. “If it pleases my Maximo.”

“Yes, let’s get this show on the road,” said Grandfather with a smile.

We all took our seats. Friday was between me and her mother and on the other side of Felicity was my father. My grandparents faced us with Grandfather directly opposite Felicity, something she seemed upset about and Grandmother was across from Friday.

“The resemblance between mother and daughter certainly is striking, isn’t it, Maximo?” Grandmother said as she placed her napkin on her lap.