Page 87 of Night's Fall
I straightened.
“As delighted as we are in this time of strife to know you are not alone,”QueenCalisabegan crisply, “perhaps we can speak to you without your female present.”
At this juncture, with no warning (to me!),Alekseilanded it on them.
“Mother,Father, it is with great pleasureIintroduceLauraMakepeace.Mymate,”Alekseiannounced.
Oh boy.
Both the king and queen froze so completely,Ithought there was a glitch in the comm.
And thenQueenCalisacrowed, “DearLilith, this isbrilliant!Germainewill make a meal of this.Allis saved!It’sperfect.”
“Your mate?” the king asked.
“My mate,”Alekseiconfirmed.
The king’s eyes narrowed. “Howlong have you known you had a mate?”
“I believe we met five days ago.”
The queen focused in on the important matter at hand (or, the other one).
“And you were going to share this with us…when?” she queried.
“When we got to know each other better.”
The queen studied the ceiling like it could deliver her from her independent-thinking and living son.
“Excuse me…but let me get this straight.Theassassin took aim at my son’s mate?” the king inquired.
“Strictly speaking, she put herself in the line of the stream to protect me,”Alekseidrawled.
Red instantly infused the king’s face to the pointIgrew concerned he was going to have a stroke.Itwasn’t common in shifters, but it wasn’t unheard of.
“Where is this cretin?”KingFilliondemanded in a toneIcould only describe as kingly.
The queen looked at her husband. “Fillion, calm yourself.”
He snapped his head around to face her. “He’sfound his mate,Caly.Andshe was in the line of fire,” the king retorted, looked beyond his display and asked someone in the room with them, “What’sthat?TheHold?I’mgoing there promptly.”
And then he began his journey to go there promptly, because he disappeared, andQueenCalisadanced on our display until she got control of their tablet.
“Dad is only going to get in the way of theRS’sinvestigation,”Alekseinoted.
She waved a hand in front of her display. “Lethim do what he has to do.He’sa male.Allthat ‘protect my female’ rubbish.”Sherolled her eyes.
“Laura is not his female,”Alekseipointed out.
“Ah, say that should your son findhisfated mate,” she returned. “Itis as if she’s his, but in the daughter-type way.”
It was?
Really?
Mega!
Her eyes shifted to me. “You’relovely dear.”
