Filed to story: The Alpha King’s Intoxicating Mate
The chef and I stared at her. It was like she had no notion of how things worked around here or she didn’t care. She was a King’s mate. She did not need to dirty her hands or do menial tasks. Yet she stood here talking about it as though it was perfectly normal. The chef cleared his throat, shifting from one foot to the other.
“King Kace please forgive me for my transgression,” he said gravely.
I motioned towards Leah who was attempting to brush some of the flour off her clothes and tidy her disheveled hair. “It’s her you should be apologizing to. You mistook her for a common servant and then worked her.”
He immediately turned to Leah and bowed his head “Please forgive me Miss…” he paused, indecision in his eyes.
“Leah” she supplied smiling gently “and it’s fine. I actually had fun,” she said casually, causing the chef to gape at her as though she was mad.
“Yes well,” Gordon said faintly “I shall ensure that it doesn’t happen again and that everybody is aware of who Miss Leah is in the future.”
Leah looked a little disappointed. I sighed and waved a dismissive hand. “Thank you, Gordon, you may go. Mate” I said deliberately, eyeing her “you may sit and join me for lunch.”
Poor Gordon couldn’t get out the door fast enough. Leah happily sat down and sniffed the soup, her face lighting up. “Oh this smells so good” she gushed enthusiastically “I’ve been looking forward to trying this” she added, grabbing a roll and dunking it into the soup with relish.
Despite my anger, I had to smile as she bit into the roll, crumbs going everywhere. It was a pleasure to see a woman eat with such enjoyment. She ate as though she was starving, even though breakfast had not been that long ago.
“It’s delicious” she mumbled, food in her mouth and I chuckled, taking a mouthful of the soup and readily agreeing. Then again Gordon’s food was always delicious.
We ate in silence for a while. Leah polished off two rolls and a full bowl of soup, before leaning back and patting her stomach in satisfaction. “I think I might need to be rolled out of here,” she said remorsefully.
I laughed. “Well maybe we could take a walk and get some fresh air” I suggested “Is there anything in particular you would enjoy seeing? Are you into horses?” I asked doubtfully.
A lot of shifters disliked the creatures, not really seeing the point of them as we could run faster in our wolf form. Leah looked intrigued though. She bit her lip, her eyes brightening.
“Horses” she breathed, sounding a bit incredulous “Don’t tell me that you have some…” she added sounding eager.
So she did like them! I grinned. I had horses primarily for breeding and some for just riding for pleasure. Leah clapped her hands delightedly.
“I have a stable on the grounds,” I told her, watching every reaction she had keenly.
I had never seen somebody like her, whose every expression on her face was like an open book.
“Can I see them?” she squealed “Oh my god, can I ride one?” Her eyes were shining with excitement.
I stretched and glanced down at the paperwork with a sigh. It could wait until later. I would much rather spend time on a horse with my mate than force myself to work on something tedious and downright boring.
I gave Leah a lazy grin. “We can go check the horses out and go riding. It’s a nice enough day” I said with nonchalance, wincing as she shrieked, the sound ear-piercing “It’s right at the back of the grounds, behind the pack house” I added.
She stood up so fast it was a miracle the chair didn’t tip over. I walked over and grabbed her hand, gently leading the way. She was practically skipping as we headed out of the pack house and around it. She began to hum lightly under her breath and I looked at her surprised. Her voice was magical, soothing, and musical. It was beautiful.
“You have a nice voice,” I told her.
She smiled pleased. “Thank you. I love to sing” she whispered and I tucked that away in my mind, both of us walking casually, my mate’s eyes widening in awe as she took in the beauty of the grounds and the serenity surrounding us. It was like she couldn’t get enough and I felt a sense of pride as I watched her in turn. I had worked hard to bring this pack looking so beautiful and it was truly a sight for visitors to behold.
I frowned. “How did you end up in the kitchen anyway?” I asked her, still holding her hand.
She looked bewildered “I’m sorry what?” she mumbled, her eyes still darting every which way.
“How did you end up in the kitchen?” I asked patiently.
She glanced at me and I saw something flash in her eyes as her hand reached up and tucked a loose tendril of hair behind her ear. “Oh, I got lost looking for the study,” she said with a casual shrug “No big deal.”
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