Chapter 13 

~Valeria ~ The next morning, I woke with thoughts of Raphael still lingering, only to be dragged to breakfast in another vast chamber—nearly as grand as the ballroom. It could almost pass for one, though this hall is lined with long dining tables. At the far end, a row of thrones dominates the space, the largest set in the center with a long table before them. The King sits upon his throne, flanked by his three legitimate sons, and Tobias’s mate at his side. The moment we enter, Tobias and Raphael’s eyes lock on me, and I feel the weight of their gaze. Nolan walks up to us and bows. “Alpha Albert, you and your family have been invited to dine at the table closest to the King.” Oh no! Please no! Don’t let what happened with the King’s fated mate slip. Father looks back at us with a smile, and then we follow Nolan as he leads us to the table. Prince Emmet is already there waiting for us. “Alpha King, we are honored,” Father says as we all bow. The King’s hand rises slightly—a sign of acc