The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 42

Fiona

Alexander was in the shower when I woke in the morning. I stretched out under our silk sheets, feeling relaxed in my body. Finally, some of my strength and energy was coming back. But my mind was not as calm.

I thought about what I would do with my renewed energy today, frowning when I considered I had no plans to look forward to. No plans today, or tomorrow, or the day after that…

r years, my life had been a busy schedule of work and pack business. But I had quit my job. Left the Red Moon Pack. Left all my stake in the family business to my father. I had signed all my rights over to him in an act of prote

l.

bathroom in a towel, looking steamy and perfect as always.

clearly trying to assess my physical condition.

rning.”

er it was that he had been this week, he had been skipping his grooming routine.

h, to ask where he had been, or why he’d left me here alone. And apparently, we were not going to continue our conversation from before. He strode into his dressing room, dropping his towel to the floor. I took the opportunity to slip into th

ay I was feeling.

sure after our argument, and it felt now like I was not going to get that.

A wall had gone up between us. What

second and scrambling to turn the water off. I plunged my hand down into the water

wrong when I came out of the bathroom later in a daz

. “Get dressed.”

g ready, so I pulled my hair back quickly, slipped into a comfortable dress, and followed my fiancé to the dining room. As we walked, he kept stealing glances at me. But we maintained an uncomfortable silence the whole way.

hardly knew how to start speaking to him again. It felt like he needed to be the on

t and spicy baked goods, and other delicious aromas. We sat across from each other at one end of a big table, upon which a tremendous spread of breakfast foods had already been arranged on tiered golden trays and platters. Alexander asked for a pot of coffee, and a steaming golden teapot arrived a

asked once we were alone.

ate with a few little items. Everything smelled so good, but still a lump in my throat kept me from hunger.

ven realized I was feeling cold until his warm hand was wrapped aro

his face away.

h of the table at nothing. “I’ll be here with you more, if that’s what you need.”

to my abdomen. “I understand that you have responsibilities and other places to be. But didn’t you move me here so that I could at least sleep beside you at night? For the health of our child, as well as my ow

er nodded, his countenance dropping. He bowed his head and squeezed my hand tight

coldness.

rn to do.

dmire Alexander, too, for the way he inhabited his role. He was a true Alpha. Savage when he had to b

ing else,” I said.

full attention.

yle here.” I looked around the dining room where we were seated. It was basically decorated in a theme of overindulgence in luxury, decked out in white and gold linens, with opulent chandeliers, go

t know what I was saying.

’m used to being active. Here, I have no purpose. I’m good a

s quit. And I just wanted to be done with dealing with him altogether.”

omething new?”

able to provide references for past employers.

f and dizzy as my father’s voice called out, demanding I pledge loyalty to him, as I gasped for air and choked water out of my lungs.

ry chuckle

st… feel like I d

son I was laughing at