Chapter 17
Chapter 17
Ella POV
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“I should go,” Alexander said, standing abruptly “Apologies, Alphas, but duty calls.”
The Alphas looked around at each other. “I’ll give them a tour of the pack grounds while you’re gone,” I said quickly, not wanting them to sit around while we waited for Alexander to
return.
The Board murmured in agreement. Liam especially looked pleased, and said, clapping his hands together, “That sounds wonderful! We were hoping to have a chance to see the pack grounds today.”
I stood and looked at Alexander, who hesitated for a moment but finally nodded. Smiling, I walked over to him and placed my hands on his shoulders. Before he could react, I swallowed my pride and leaned up on my tiptoes, planting a kiss on his cheek.
“I want to see you off,” I said gently, just loud enough for the others to hear.
Alexander stared at me for a moment, clearly surprised by my efforts. Neither of us seemed to expect me to go so far as to kiss him, but it seemed to hit its mark-because I heard the Board murmuring amongst themselves in the background, a few words of praise going around.
Finally, Alexander nodded and looped his arm through mine. “Very well.” He turned to look at the Board. “Let’s all head to the barracks. You can start your tour there once I leave.”
As the Board stood and followed us out of the dining room, I caught Sophia’s gaze one last time. She still stood at the far end of the table, her fingers curled so tightly around the edge that I could see her nails digging into the wood.
The hateful look in her eyes was almost startling in its intensity.
A few minutes later, we all stood in the center of the pack barracks.
It was a small but impressive fortress at the very end of the east wing of the mansion. All of Ashclaw’s guards and warriors trained and lived here. The air smelled like leather and sweat, and as the Board looked around at the various racks of weapons and armor, I followed Alexander to the corner, where he was preparing to leave.
The leather armor squeaked as it stretched across his broad shoulders. Each joint and rivet seemed to only emphasize his perfect physique, right down to his impressive leg muscles. Various straps and holsters adorned his chest, arms, and legs, housing differently shaped
knives.
One knife in particular caught my eye as he slipped it into a holster on his chest. It had an ornate silver handle inlaid with a dark ruby the color of fresh blood, and when Alexander moved, it caught the light.
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Chapter 17
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“Are you certain you can handle giving them a tor?” Alexander suddenly asked, low enough so only I could hear. “We can save it for when I return instead.”
I snapped out of my reverie and shook my head. “I’m not an invalid, you know. I can handle giving the Board a simple tour.”
Alexander grunted, but didn’t argue. “That was pressive earlier at breakfast. You speak well.”
I didn’t bother to hide the way I rolled my eyes. You have so much faith in me.”
For the briefest moment, I thought I saw a look of shame cross Alexander’s green eyes, but it was quickly masked with his usual coldness once more. He turned back toward the full-length mirror he was standing in front of and adjusted is leathers one last time.
Without thinking, I moved forward to fix a loose strap along his shoulder. He didn’t pull away as I tightened it, but I could feel his muscles tens beneath my fingers.
Briefly, I recalled our compromising position from this morning-the warmth of his arms around me, the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath my ear, the way his red hair briefly caught the morning sunlight like a flame when Sophia had thrown open the curtains.
Five years. Five years we had been married, and we had only woken up together once. Five years, and this morning was the very first time I had ever had the chance to have my husband’s face be the first thing I saw when I woke.
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