Chapter Eighteen

* Emma *

He didn't give an answer, but I refuse to ask him again and just took the glass of wine in front of me. A few seconds passed by before he cleared his throat and look at me forming words in his mouth. "My brother and I, rarely fight about things that concern the future of the Royal pack. We both understand our duty and our father who is currently the Alpha King. So it doesn't matter who among us is declared as the crowned Prince."

I am not sure if I just imagined it but I saw the guilt before the coldness run through his eyes for a moment before he look away. He close his eyes for a second and then the music played in the air. A romantic song that plays softly, enough to make us both aware of the surroundings. His expression changes when he meets my gaze once again.

"Care to dance, my lady?"

I don't know how he does it but the mood completely changes, he stood up out of his seat and held out his hand in front of me. With a warm smile on his face which was not there a while ago