#CHAPTER 101: Prince Xaden’s Little Secret

MAEVE POV “You have?” I blurted out before I could think better of it. “You have?” Isabelle all but screeched, equally as bewildered, but decidedly more appalled. It seemed neither of us quite knew how to take Alpha Kenneth’s sudden interest. In all the years I’d known of his association with my father, however close they might have been or not, he had never spoken more than two words to me. ‘Hello’ and ‘Maeve.’ … Although not particularly in that order, nor were they always used in conjunction. And they were almost exclusively either in greeting or just as he was leaving. As far as I was concerned, he was no better than the man who raised me. Indifference was just as unforgivable as blatant loathing. Because of this, every fiber of my being was ringing alarm bells and screaming at me to just—get away from him. But I didn’t. I wanted to know what he wanted from me. I wanted to know why. Something warm and comforting bloomed in my chest, like a burst