Page 184 of Rogue Alpha Prince

“I’ll go with her. They are giving desserts soon, and I lost that in the bet, too.”

I can see my brother going back to the next table with his very hot date, and they are seated too close to us for Lycan Beta’s comfort—so I always happen to need to go somewhere when they want to rest.

“Okay, I won’t call again. I have to go up north to meet with my mom,” Cain says before taking a big sip of his amber drink.

“Oh, okay, see you when we’ll be back.”

We spend the rest of the night dancing our hearts out. I’m mostly entertained by the grumpy but very grateful Beta. Claudia, however, says yes to anyone who asks for a dance, which is every single straight guy and a few girls, until she ultimately fools around with my cousin Ella.

No one asks me, but I guess all the werewolves present know that I’m marked by the Rogue Alpha Prince—and all the unaware humans are being scared off by the huge, brooding man shadowing me even into the restroom.

“I miss my wolf. I haven’t shifted in ages!” Claudia whispers into my ear when all adult royals are invited to the intimate post-wedding ceremony, where the bride and groom shift to their wolf forms for the first time as a married couple.

I smuggled Claudia because I knew she would be interested in different traditions. Beta followed because he had to.

“We can shift together in the morning if you want, in the mansion’s gardens. They are beautiful, a lot of fragrant flowers."

“Atlas used to smell like roses before he rejected me,” she says sadly and rests her head on my shoulders while we watch the married couple untying their robes in the middle of the meadow.

I embrace her and pat her shoulder.

When we get back to the mansion after the short but sweet ceremony, Claudia is so tired that Beta loses his patience and just throws her over his shoulder.

“You are the only man in the packhouse I never fucked,” she says, slurring when we climb the stairs.

“Why is she still drunk?” Beta asks me with annoyance.

Well, she’s not alpha-blooded, and she did drink a lot, constantly mumbling something about a weird feeling, but…

“She said she hadn’t shifted in ages, whatever that means. Maybe her healing abilities are off?”

“Ages probably mean a week or two, but you might be right. Let’s make her shift, it should accelerate stuff.”

I open Claudia’s room door for them, and then close it behind us as Beta throws her onto her guest bed. I help her stand up.

“We have to shift you. Can you do that without breaking all the things here?” I ask gently.

“Yes, Luna,” she giggles, looking like she will break them anyway, even without shifting into a big drunk wolf creature.

“Okay, let’s do it together,” I drag her between the sofa and a flat screen TV where there’s the most amount of space to do that.

I help her undress.

“Okay, I’m out,” Beta says.

“Don’t you have to be everywhere I am?”

“Are you stupid enough to run from the Beta of Rogue Alpha Prince?”

“Not when you put it like that.”

“That’s what I thought. Come to your bed when you are done,” he grabs the doorknob, but I stop him.

“Wait, I need help with my dress.”

“I can call your mom,” he says with sarcasm, but comes to me and rips it in half until it falls to the floor with a thud.

“Hey!”

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