Page 175 of Promised to the Alpha Prince

We were followed around by the paparazzi all the time, but they loved us, because we were so fun. There was a sheer sense of our love that they captured in every interview.

And even so, sometimes…

I hugged myself, turning in a circle in the hotel room.

I’d be back with my pack soon, snuggled in the close circle that was our love and life and our joy.

But for now, me and Ilse, on the terrace, having breakfast, gossiping about our men and laughing and maybe planning a shopping trip for the afternoon, maybe getting massages and facials, maybe pedicures.

Blissfully alone.

Sometimes, even an omega needed it.

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