Alle Kapitel von The Alpha King's Lost Mate : Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

Elliott Esteria stared at my sister. “We only slept,” she said. “That is exactly what I said.” “Elowen.” My sister looked at me, apparently pleased with herself. Then she noticed Esteria gathering the blanket against her lap, and some of the amusement left her face. “All right. I’ll behave.” I doubted that promise, but she came toward me without another joke. Up close, I could see how little she had slept. Her eyes were tired, and her hand hesitated before she touched my forehead. “You really scared me.” “I’m better now.” “You were telling us you could manage last night.” There was no accusation in her voice. That made it harder to answer. “I know.” She looked at me for another moment, then lowered her hand. “Next time, let us help before you can barely stand.” I could have reminded her that the attack had worsened unusually quickly. Instead, I nodded. She had spent enough of the night frightened without having to argue with me this morning. Elowen turned toward Esteria

Elliott By the time Esteria entered the dining room with Elowen, I had been away from her for nearly an hour without the pain returning. Tamara would want to know that. So would Alaric, who had managed to check on me twice without directly asking whether I was still breathing. He sat across from me now, speaking with Uncle Evander. Breakfast covered most of the table, with platters of smoked beef, eggs, roasted potatoes, and warm bread between the coffee and juice. Esteria paused beside Elowen’s chair. “There’s a place here,” I said, moving the water jug away from the empty setting beside me. She looked at the chair, then at me, before sitting. “Good morning, my lord.” Uncle Evander greeted her warmly. Elowen took her seat opposite us and reached for the toast without commenting on where I had put our guest. I appreciated her restraint. Esteria wore charcoal trousers and a cream blouse, with her dark-brown hair loose around her shoulders. She looked rested, although she was

Esteria Before Elowen stopped the cart outside the Crown Residence, I already checked the time twice. Tamara was waiting in the King’s study, and I suddenly worried that our short conversation with Talia had kept her there longer than necessary. “She isn’t going to leave without seeing you,” Elowen said as we climbed the steps. “You can breathe.” “I am breathing.” “Rather quickly.” I gave her a look, but she only smiled. She walked upstairs with me, then left to find Alaric while I continued toward Elliott’s study with my notebook in my hand. The door stood open. Elliott sat behind his desk, speaking quietly into his phone, while Tamara arranged several small bottles inside a case. She smiled when she saw me. “Come in, Esteria.” My attention went straight to the bottles. After spending years being told there was nothing anyone could do for me, I found it difficult to believe the beginning of my treatment could fit inside something so small. Tamara indicated the chair beside h

Esteria On Monday morning, I was ready to head out. I crossed-checked my work bag three times before leaving my suite. My employment documents were inside, along with my notebook, a pen, and the schedule Alaric sent. I had already eaten breakfast and taken my tonic, and there was nothing else I needed to do except stop worrying long enough to walk out of the room. Vivienne’s alterations arrived the previous evening. I chose the navy dress, low black heels, and structured dark-brown bag, then pinned my hair into a low bun. The woman in the mirror looked prepared even if I didn’t quite feel it yet. Elowen met me downstairs and traveled with me to Moonfang Tower. Elliott and Alaric had left earlier after an unusually quiet breakfast. “Busy day?” I asked as our car entered the city. “For everyone, apparently.” She glanced at her phone before putting it away. “Try not to volunteer to rescue the entire building before lunch.” “I only want to make a good impression.” “Then let them s

Esteria I was putting my notebook into my bag when Adrian appeared at the door. “You have a visitor, Miss Silvermoon.” For a moment, I wondered whether Elowen had decided to collect me herself. Then Adrian stepped aside, and I saw the man standing behind him. “Alpha Corvian?” His smile appeared before I finished saying his name. I hurried around the desk and went straight into his arms, forgetting that I was supposed to be behaving professionally. He held me for a moment, one hand resting against the back of my head. “Careful,” he said warmly. “Someone might think you missed me.” “I did.” My answer came without hesitation. I only realized how true it was when my throat tightened. He drew back enough to look at me, and his smile softened. His gaze moved over my navy dress, the hair pinned neatly away from my face, and the office behind me. “Well,” he said. “Look at you.” Heat touched my cheeks. “Is something wrong?” “Nothing at all. You look very much at home behind that de