The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 154

Alexander

Fiona looked extremely uncomfortable as the first day of the trial reached its end in the late afternoon. At least I was able to sit with her through the latter half, with my arm wrapped around her and letting her rest her head against me. But it was no secret that the day had taken a toll on my now very pregnant fiancée.

“Let me pamper you,” I told her when we finally got back home. “Can I draw you a bath? Or give you a massage?”

. I think I just need to lie down for a

her eyes the second her head hit the pillow. I went to get her a glass of water while she groaned and stretched, trying to find a comfortable position to lie in.

k with me after he spotted Fiona in the gallery, and I read his line of thought easily.

to see her. And starting to understand that my “pretty, young Luna” was connected to me more closely tha

en tucked a blanket around her shoulders and sat beside her, massaging her hands and arms while she looked up at me with increasingly tired eyes, making little comforted moans that quieted gradually into the heavy breathing of sleep.

til I called my father.

ngered behind in the city only a little longer after Fiona and I departed.

about the case,” he said curtly on the phone. “Not until the trial is over.”

assured him.

ted a drink. He just pressed a square glass of neat whiskey into my hand when I walked into his study, the

it and staring into the flickering orange glow.

production. I just wanted you to know that’s happening.”

part of a full minute, just continuing to stare for

umbled.

ally. And found that I

ew about half of the whiskey back in

father to our wedding, and I was pretty sure he understood that. He’d just decided to invite him

sked, still not looking at me. He took a long draw from his glass, draining it dry, then smacked his wet lips noisily.

this. “Nine a.m.”

rough and let happen, simply because my father was who he was.

not the hill I was going to die on.

Fiona

ht I was lying down to rest my eyes for five minutes.

ut when I woke

for a bit, changed into proper sleep attire and had a bite to eat.

d I started getting wired and excited and simply could not bear trying to force sleep any longer.

elp with my hair, makeup, and dress.

bed. When I took it from his hands and thanked him, he got a funny look on his face, and I had the feeling he was prep

t’s wrong?”

e ceremony.”

“Oh.”

de that he needed to be there.”

oped was a reassuring tone.

ghing lightly with relief. “You really do

at.”

were going for. I could not refuse him, though.”

ieved me at least a little.

njoy.

And the only acceptable way for a good Luna to move forward in the face of unpleasant changes is simply to push straight on through them, and to

ady together, and Nina, acting all-business, toted her big train case full of expensive makeup into our bathroom and set up shop like it was her new place of work.

er topics that she brought up the subject of Iris.

”

e soon. I told him I would try to talk to her about his mother’s case. He’s getting really fed up with trying to coax informa

aw against a knee-jerk comment.

?”

you tell me you want to hear it.”

ll me.”

turned to face me directly. She folded her arms across her chest and said, “Fi, I think that’s a bad idea.”

hing?”

ack off. But it has been a while now that she’s been giving us the space we asked for, respecting our boundaries. That’s something. Maybe she’s doing better.”

inced, but she wasn’t going to press the matter. She picked the curling iron back up and resumed her work.

ong, why not try it?”