Cassius's POV
"Jemma?" Alpha Phillip asked me with an amused smile that quickly disappeared when he saw my expression. He took a deep breath. "What did she do now?"
"I just need to know where she is," I stated.
My father glanced at me for a moment and raised an eyebrow. I know he knew why. He then exchanged a look at Alpha Phillip, whose face paled. "Are you sure?"
I nodded. "Yes. Your daughter is my mate."
"Oh shit." Phillip breathed out and grabbed a glass of champagne from a nearby waiter. He downed the glass in one gulp, then grabbed another and downed that. He grabbed a third and started to down it when my father grabbed his shoulder.
"Get a hold of yourself, Phil."
The third glass went down, and Phillip just stared at me wide-eyed. "My Jemma is the next queen.
