OUR NEXT LIVES
I texted Chase to remind him of our little meeting later that day, and it took him a decade to confirm the time.
How typical of him! Clover replied in the shortest time, and that warmed my heart. Clover was the brain behind our little strategy and with how ready he was to work, I couldn't help but feel assured that things were going to play out as planned.
I thought about stopping by the glam room to be certain Mildred was getting her glam done and to douse my qualms that she didn't escape the mansion as Ximena did.
If she left, it was game over for me. My throne would be taken away. I was in the last phase of this kingship. Once my wife and mate were crowned the Queen, then the elders could fuck off to hell for all I cared, but for now, whatever title I had was not solid.
That's why I needed Mildred to play a convincing part. I needed her to keep my throne.
It troubled my heart that Mildred's nerve was going to desert her and she wouldn't hesitate to spill her guts.
I was the Alpha King by title, but I needed the certification and official coronation, and that was only done in Selenia after the Alpha had chosen a bride.