Page 171 of Rogue Alpha Prince

“Sure, darling,” Greg says, “Just remember to steer clear of the ones that act possessive and territorial, even if it seems contradictory to your werewolf nature.”

“Especially if they call themselves alpha males,” I add with a chuckle, “Those are the worst.”

Greg smacks his lips, looking in the mirror again.

“Well, Ash, do you want to tell me why the fuck you’re dragging my true mate with you?”

After the initial shock at my sweet brother using an actual swear word, we end up gossiping about Lucifer and Atlas the whole drivehome. Greg is pulling out all the dirty details from Claudia I never dared to ask.

Turns out she has had a lot of consensual, angry sex with Atlas since I started dragging them both with me on my free nights, but they still very much don’t like each other. Claudia says the rejection broke her forever and her eyes do look broken when she says that, but she doesn’t want to talk about it, so I quickly change the discussion back to Lucifer and his possible attraction to painted nails.

We are almost to our destination, hungry, but laughing at all the juicy details about Rogue King’s bedroom that Claudia pulled from her colleagues. Apparently, he is bisexual and likes threesomes and orgies. Perfectly fine. You do you, no judgment, but the way we talk right now… We are at the point of laughing even at the funerals.

“That’s the mansion your precious Rogue Alpha Prince kidnapped me from a month ago. Or so. I have no idea when to be honest.” I admit and they burst into laughter again. “I can’t wrap my head around passing time without a working phone and internet!”

My door opens suddenly, and I look at bent-down Cain and his annoyed expression.

“Someone is having a great time without her beloved husband.” He pulls me out with a little bit too much force.

“Your Highness, do you need help finding rooms?” Greg asks, looking nonchalantly with his sunglasses on, and then snaps his fingers at one of the maids that is standing before the front doors. “Jamie, take their luggage to the princess’s old room and the two guest ones just across the hall.”

The guy runs up to us.

“Of course, your Highness, but one of these guest rooms is already occupied by Princess Ella,” he says apologetically, but already starts taking our bags out of the trunk.

Greg groans and both Claudia and the maid guy visibly shiver under the pressure of his powerful aura. Sometimes, I forget how strong he really is. A true future King. Maybe he always hid more of his leadership nature from me than I realized.

“Claudia can share with Ella, I’m sure they will like each other,” I propose.

They were both my best friends, after all.

The maid guy shakes his head, picking up an impressive amount of luggage at once, “We don’t have any additional beds and—”

“It’s fine, Jamie. Give my room to the Rogue Beta. I won’t be here anyway,” Greg states, and strides off to the mansion before anyone can protest.

I steal a glance at the Rogue Beta. His jaw is clenched, but he tries to look indifferent.

Yeah, good job, Lucifer,I smirk to myself. He is clearly not indifferent. He is pissed he will have to soak in his true-mate scent for the whole night.Welcome to my world!

“Oh, you are here already!” I hear my mom, before I turn around to see her running up to us with a smile.

“Your Majesty,” Cain is the first to exchange pleasantries and kisses on the cheek.

After we introduce Beta Lucifer and Claudia to her, she starts to lead us inside the mansion. Thank Goddess this time Claudia doesn’t blurt out her occupation. I’m not ashamed of her, at all, but I just know it would prompt a lot of uncomfortable questions from my always curious mother.

I know Claudia is not embarrassed either, but who would like to explain to their freshly acquainted friend’s mother, how exactly prostitution works from the sex worker's point of view? The answer is, no one.

“I’m starving,” Beta Lucifer grumbles, reminding all of us that we never had a chance to eat lunch.

Of course, he is the one to do that. He would be so perfect with my always-forgetting-about-food brother… No, no. Let’s not go there. True mate bond ornot, they both seem not to want to be together and that’s the only thing that should matter.

“You still have a few hours before the wedding ceremony. Maybe you want Gregory to take you to the city and then for the tour of the University. I know you were interested in that,” my mom asks, unaware of speaking to Greg’s unwanted true mate.

“Yes,” Cain and Lucifer agree at the same time, but one of them seems very uncomfortable.

Is that why Greg fled so suddenly? Is he uncomfortable with the mate bond, too?

“No,” I intervene quickly. “I mean, I will do it, Greg has too much to do, anyway.”

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