Page 48 of Rogue Alpha Prince
“Oh my Goddess, they are so awesome!” She leans forward and touches his biceps, tracing her finger over an image of a wolf that I drew of his beast likeness. “What a work of art, this is beautiful. What’s your name?”
Something stirsinside me. Why does she want to know his name? She hasn’t asked one person about their name since she got her— especially not my warriors—now she asks him? Is she so attracted to him? Is it the tattoos?
“Just Gamma is fine,” he says, looking at me with a smirk.
Shit. He knows I didn’t like her question. That’s even worse. I won’t stop hearing about it now.
She looks back at me, following his gaze, and furrows her brows. She knows, too. Fuck.
“Do you want to continue?” I ask, only aggravating the situation.
She looks back at the map with a shake of her head. I’m not going to lie, I was taken back when she cut her long hair this morning—but I like it. She looks cute but sexy, and it’s still long enough to grab and hold her in place while she gags on my cock…
“Why were you trying to go there?” Her sudden question to my officers pulls me out of my thoughts.
I look at where she points her slim finger.
Our secret plan. I don’t think their army ever realized we were trying to go there. Not until she saw all our plans just now.
“There’s only a bunch of harmless students there…”
“Access to the University,” I cut her off with a half-lie before she somehow figures it all out.
“Oh, right. I keep forgetting you don’t have schools here, Alpha. When do you want me to start working on that? Your Highness?”
I shrug my shoulders. I’m not sure yet. We survived for centuries without it. It can wait.
“Go back to the map for now,” I order, and she looks at it again.
“Wait, that’s not you?” She points to the far north where the Unwanted live.
“That’s where Rogue Kingdom ends,” Officer Marcus shows her our northern border, the line toward southeast from the region she asked about.
“So, who’s attacking us there? I mean, my former Kingdom,” she asks skeptically.
“The same people who attack us here,” Marcus shows her the same line again.
She looks up at me with crossed arms, her black shirt caught between her perky breasts. It’s hard not to stare, so I do stare. “Alpha?”
I slowly raise my eyes to her face, but her full lips are no better at keeping my cock in my pants.
“People are fleeing over there when my father doesn’t accept them into our Kingdom.”
“What do you mean by… why are you using the present tense, your Highness?”
“Well, we can’t adopt every rogue scam you send our way, can we?” I ask, and some of my officers laugh.
“But we haven’t sent anyone new in years now. We have a rehabilitation program that helps people find legal jobs. We’ve built prisons over there and…”
She cuts off again, staring at the map, her finger pointing to one of the locations—the longer she looks, the more uncomfortable she gets.
I know that as a general—and the king’s favorite daughter—she knows everything about their kingdom. And I mean everything. About defense, high and low points, and all the plans and dreams. Her mere presence here shows how desperate her father was.
“I can see you just realized you’re a liability to your previous Kingdom here, right?” I laugh.
She’s not sharing my amusement. I don’t blame her. According to all good unwritten army rules, she should kill herself before she starts sharing all her general-level knowledge.
But she can’t do that either if she wants our peace agreement to work.
