Page 102 of Knight Life In Vegas

Oh lord.

Heat rushed into my cheeks.

“Let us make our visiting queen feel welcome. Wilt thou all join me in singing her a song to celebrate this day of her birth?”

Arthur started off the audience, and I quietly died of embarrassment while the whole arena sang to me. It was so sweet, but I felt the weight of every eye on me.

Relief tumbled through me when the show began in earnest and the attention of the audience diverted from me.

Madison tapped me on the shoulder. “What color are your boys in there so I know who to cheer extra loud for?”

“Red and yellow.”

“And it’s okay if we cheer for both even though we’re in the yellow section?”

“You can cheer for any of them. The rules aren’t super strict,” I replied.

She giggled, leaning even closer to whisper in my ear. “The one in green is cute as hell. If Tyler weren’t so opposed to a pack, I’d say you should introduce me.”

“That’s Leo,” Francisco whispered in my other ear, obviously eavesdropping. “He’s single if your friend ever wants to dump her deadweight for someone more fun.”

I choked on my water and Francisco helpfully patted my back. I glanced quickly behind us to make sure Tyler hadn’t overheard. He was such a sourpuss. I had only allowed him to come so Madison wouldn’t feel like she was alone at my party if I got distracted, but with how miserable he looked, I was kind of regretting that.

“You can meet everyone after the show,” Francisco offered to her. “They stick around in the arena for a while for anyone who wants pictures.”

Madison squeaked excitedly. “Absolutely yes. I can’t waste this dress.”

She and Ava did look particularly darling in the serving maiden outfits with the green cinched bodices, fluffy sleeves, and brocade patterned skirts. My own gown was an ice blue and pale gold brocade with sparkling gold piping and lacing. All the alphas had livery draped over their own clothing with a gold crown embroidered on the front.

The show was far more interesting this time, considering I was no longer riddled with anxiety, had Francisco at my side to tell me who everyone was, and I knew all the horses now.

“Scout is such a good boy for Eduardo. Maybe he doesn’t like me.”

“In fairness,” said Francisco, “Scout doesn’t like most people. He’s a simp for Eduardo, though.”

I watched my alphas compete in the javelin toss, my whole body tingling each time they struck the center. I held my breaththrough the sword fights and the jousting, cheering for each of them in turn.

By the time the show came to a close, I was giddy. If a couple hundred other people weren’t milling around, I’d have dragged Dylan and Eduardo right off their horses and ridden them into the arena floor.

Beau and Francisco sat stiffly at my side. I kept forgetting they would be able to feel my desire through the bond, but it wasn’t like I could turn it off.

Eduardo and Dylan came by our section, got photos with the fans who asked, and took my sons on a quick loop around the arena, to their absolute delight. They would both be going home with Ava’s pack so I could spend an uninterrupted night with mine.

Francisco waved Leo over so Madison could get a photo with him.

“Can I be on the horse too?” Madison asked. “Or would that be weird?”

“Eclipse is very sweet,” I assured her. “Do you mind, Leo?”

“Mind a pretty lady on a horse with me? Hell no.” He beamed. “Come on up, beautiful.”

Madison grinned and climbed right onto the arena barrier before Tyler realized what she was doing. Leo helped her settle on Eclipse, tucked onto his lap, her cheeks flushed bright pink.

They looked so pretty together, with twin mahogany heads, their eyes sparkling—hers chocolate brown and his a striking hazel. Tyler growled behind us, but I snapped a photo before he ordered her down, capturing the two beaming faces.

“We’re going,” Tyler snapped. “I’m tired of this shit.”

Madison pouted. “But I’m having fun.”

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