EVANGELINE.
We both turned, startled to see the prince standing there, luckily he was fully dressed, but somehow I was extra aware of his chiselled body and the way he filled his shirt out… knowing exactly what he was packing under it.
Oh my god, not that kind of packing! I meant his muscles, arm muscles!
"Alpha Prince Zedkiel." Dolores bowed her head graciously, but I could smell the fear coming from her. Like everyone back at the ball, she feared him… I shouldn’t get too distracted either… He was a beast, a monster who would kill instantaneously.
"Give her the very best, I don’t want to see her in anything less than appealing." He said coldly, his eyes on my bare legs.
I pressed my thighs together, tugging at the hem of my shirt, hoping it covered enough.
"The very best." Dolores’s
