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Knox chuckled. "It is appropriate."

"What is the Alpha's wife like?" I asked.

The sudden change of subject didn't faze him at all.

"She's… She's unique." He looked sideways at me without breaking his stride.

"Like me?" I noted his glance back at the guards. That might explain why his response seemed cautious. They might report to the Alpha if Knox said anything negative.

"No, she's nothing like you," Knox said firmly.

"Are you saying I'm not unique?" I felt less and less unique the more I learnt about the hemitheos.

"Of course you are," Knox replied. "But you're still nothing at all like her. You'll see soon enough."

"Yeah, I suppose I will," I said. If the Alpha was the guy they painted him as, a woman would have to be tough to stand up for herself. Or be a doormat. Well, if she needed my support, I might just give it.

"Let me guess, the Alpha likes his women submissive?" I grimaced.

Knox pursed his lips. "Not necessarily submissive. Compliant, certainly."

"What's the difference?" I asked.

Knox thought for a moment. "I mean, he doesn't mind a challenge, but he expects to win."

"So if he offers to play board games, I should let him win, but only by a little bit?" I asked.

"I'm not sure he's ever played a board game in his life, but something like that, yes," Knox said.

"Why does he want to see me?" I asked.

"Why wouldn't he?" Knox replied. "He will have heard about you from Dex."

"And you?" I cocked my head. "You've reported back to him about me." That was Knox's job, after all.

"Yes," Knox said simply.

"Everything?" I asked. Did the Alpha know we pretended to be lovers so we could talk around Helene's men without causing too much suspicion?

"Most of it." Knox didn't sound sorry about it.

Of course not, I thought. He was doing his job, nothing more. Maybe I was all wrong about feeling any kind of connection between us.

No, I wasn't, I was sure of it. He'd flirted with me up there on the mountain. He absolutely felt it too, as much as Dex did.

"I'm not going to walk into the room and apologise for anything," I stated.

"What would you have to apologise for?" Knox looked amused.

"Nothing," I said firmly. "Well—probably nothing. I mean, I'm not perfect." Or even close to perfect. Thank Hades for that. It was far too much to live up to.

"Don't worry, you'll do fine," he assured me. He reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze.

His touch sent a jolt of lightning through me, but his words filled me with dread.

"I thought I would do fine until you said that," I admitted. "Is it too late to tell the Alpha I'm not feeling well?" That was a genuine question, in that I had no idea where we were.

Damned maze of corridors.

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