Mated To The Alpha King (Raven and Ethan) novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Raven’s Pay

We both sat on the bed, staring at each other. My chicks flushed, and noodd Barely hold his pare

“Can you stop?” I said, feeling shy, trying to hide my site antincked away

Why would 17 Bets Matthew grinned, reaching for a marshmallow When I have the most beautiful soon to be a sitting right here with ma

choked on my chocolate.

He laughed and handed me a bottle of water watching me closely as 1 golped it down. His tighter softened into a fond smile as he leaned back, or leg propped up on the bed.

“You say that like it’s something that’s going to happen overnight,” I said softly, brushing the chocolate wrapper ande. “You know i accepted you

“know” His voice was gentle, not wounded, just honest. “But I believe you will.”

Something tightened in my chest. Guilt? Maybe. Or something heavier.

If only he knew the truth the way Alpha Ethan had claimed me, brokon me, corrupted the very meaning of love and loyalty.

And the twisted strings that still tied him to Olivia. If Matthew knew I was mated to Alpha Ethan even though he doesn’t know for now, would he still look at me like this?

I wanted to tell him

I almost did.

But the words died in my throat, swallowed by fear and shame.

I brushed it off, reaching for the gift basket instead. I began to pull out the items one by one chocolates, sliced fruits, sandwiches, even a wine, and two glasses.

My fingers trembled slightly as Larranged everything neatly on the bed.

“You should eat,” I said, forcing a smile. “Let it be our own little picnic”

a mini bottle of

He raised a brow, amused. “A picnic in the middle of the night, on a bed, with you?” He leaned in playfully. “That sounds dangerously romantic”

Trolled my eyes, but my smile was genuine this time. “Just eat, Matthew,”

He chuckled, grabbing a sandwich. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

We ate slowly, stealing glances, laughing over silly things, talking about everything and nothing.

He told me about his childhood in the pack, how he used to sneak out during moon festivals, and how he once got caught by an older while trying to steal a bottle of honey mead,

“You were a troublemaker,” I said between bites, pipeline

“Still am,” he said with a wink

Then, silence.

Not heavy, not awkward.

Just…., quiet,

I don’t want you to be a maid anymore,” he said sundddenly.

Iblinked. What?”

“I don’t want you clending anyone’s mess. Serving people who don’t

“I’m serious, Raven.” His voice had lost its playful edge. “You deserve better?

I placed my half–eaten fruit down. “It’s not possible right now?

“Why not?”

“Because I need to finish what I started. Because quitting like this would raise questions. And maybe because a part of me wants to finish on myteits I promise, I’ll stop eventually. Just let me do this for now.”

He looked at me, his jaw tightening, but he nodded.

“I don’t like it,” he said, “but if it’s what you need, I’ll wait. I’ll do anything fory

Those words… they hit me like a ton of bricks.

He would do anything for me..

Something my so–called actual mate, Alpha Ethan, never said. Never would.

He took. He controlled. He broke. But Matthew, he simply gave. Willingly.

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat.

“Thank you.” I whispered.

or you.”

We didn’t talk for a while after that. We just enjoyed each other’s company. Then the music started a soft, melodic tune playing faintly from his phone phone that I’d forgotten was even on the dresser.

He stood and extended a hand toward me.

“Dance with me?”

I hesitated, staring at his hand.

“I’m not really good at dancing“[mumbled.

“Neither am!,” he grinned, “but it’s not about the steps”

I took his hand.

We danced slowly, barefoot on the wooden floor. His hands were warm, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt something strange in my chest, like peace…

like home.

We moved in circles, laughing every time we bumped into furniture. I accidentally stepped on his loot and yelled out a laugh. He moc! dipped me like we were in some royal ballroom.

“Smooth,” I said.

“I try,” he smirked.

The moment was too polec

Too soli

Too good to last

So naturally. The mess it up.

I grabbed a pillow and smacked him in the face

His mouth dropped open in mock betrayal. “You didn’t just. I hit him again before he could finish.

“Oh, it’s war now.”

he growled.

The pillow fight was short but chaotic Feathers flew, laughter echoot.

At one point I fell backward onto the bed, my sides aching from laughing too much. He followed, collapsing beside me with a grin.

My breath was shallow as I lay there, the warmth of his body beside mine comforting

“I’m tired,” I murmured.

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