Chapter 42: _’Funny’ Alpha King

Chapter 42: _’Funny’ Alpha King Drawing in a deep breath, I kept my expression plain, holding up my dress as I came down the stairs. "I merely went for a stroll, dear husband. I hope his lordship doesn’t mind?" I asked, my voice oozing sarcasm as I finally got to the dining table. I drew out a chair and sat but before I could even get comfortable, Kaelos, who’d been standing all this while, walked up to me slowly, his footsteps echoing. I tensed up, wondering what he was up to. I couldn’t help but glance at Caroline who stood at the side, her head lowered meekly. Anyway, when Kaelos finally got to my seat, he didn’t say anything but simply grabbed my wrist. I gasped silently but before I could even say anything, he dragged me to the seat at the left side of the head of the table at the other side. He placed me on the seat before sitting on the chair at the head of the table, his expression plain as he adjusted his tie before he began eating. I balled my hands into fists, glaring at him for hell knows how long until he raised his head and glanced at me. "I can tell you’re hungry." He muttered knowingly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Go ahead and eat, don’t be shy. Or do you have a love for depriving yourself of food?" I scoffed lightly, a smirk curling up the corner of my lips. But it wasn’t a friendly smirk. I was seconds away from snapping at this jerk. "You’ve got a lot of audacity," I said bluntly before I grabbed a fork. The dish in front of me was a tuna casserole of sorts and smelled surprisingly delicious. However, before I could take a bite, Kaelos unexpectedly leaned in closer until his breath grazed my skin, causing my hair to stand on end. "That makes us a match made in heaven, since, you know... Your audacity easily outmatches mine." He whispered with a teasing tone, further adding to my irritation. I gripped my fork tightly but at this point, he went back to digging into his food like it was no one’s business. More like a match made in hell... Anyway, I finally got the chance to eat and savored the silence that came with it. The only sound that was being made was the clinking of plates, spoons, and forks as we ate. "I’m sure your maid has already told you about the upcoming welcoming Ball." Kaelos suddenly asked as I drank a glass of juice. My eyebrows furrowed at first but I nodded after dropping the glass. "Yeah, she did. When next week would we be expecting the–" "Monday." He interrupted me and responded to my question before I could even finish. "The South American Alpha King and his delegates will be here on Monday next week, unfailingly. And please, Odessa..." He paused, dropping his spoon and fiddling with his fingers. I arched an eyebrow at him as he stared at me for a few seconds before he finally continued. "... Be on your best behavior. It’s for the good of your race all around the world anyway." Without another word, he continued eating, ignoring the way I stared at him. Sighing to myself, I was just about to have a bite of the dessert cupcakes at the side when I picked up footsteps approaching from the stairs. When I glanced back to see who it was, my eyes shone in surprise a bit when I did. It was Celine... And that mother of her’s who was just as bad, if not worse, than her daughter. They both wore gorgeous gowns that seemed over the top and unnecessary for breakfast, but that wasn’t the only ’off’ thing about them. There was something... Different about Celine. From the look in her eyes when her gaze swept through the dining table to her movement, which was now way more confident and made her seem like she had an actual purpose aside from annoying the fuck out of me. Whatever it was that made her different sent shivers down my spine and I didn’t like the feeling one bit. "Oh, Alpha King, are you having breakfast without us?" Celine’s mother asked with a shocked expression as she sat on a chair far away from mine. Damn, she deserves an Oscar for that fake ass look on her face. Anyway, Kaelos seemed unfazed, though his gaze lingered on Celine when she walked up to him. Celine’s hips swayed as she graciously sat down on another chair beside Kaelos, her mischievous gaze on me for a little while before she snapped a finger at a maid. "Pour me a glass of wine." One of the maids quickly scurried to the dining table and poured some wine from a bottle into a glass. I watched the whole thing unfold like it was a badly acted soap opera and knew that the drama was coming at one point. I was right... "I like eating my breakfast in peace, Madame Greyheart. A peace that you don’t seem fond of, from what I’ve noticed." Kaelos blurted with the flattest tone I’ve ever heard. I was impressed... But at the same time, I couldn’t help but wonder why he would allow his ex-wife and her mother to live here. There was something fishy going on and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to even know. I just didn’t want any trouble but unfortunately, Celine and her mother were full of it. Anyway, Madame Greyheart chuckled dryly at Kaelos’ last words, grabbing a piece of chicken and taking a bite out of it. "You’re so funny, Alpha King." She remarked, parting aside some strands of her hair with her other hand. "No seriously, you are. I mean, you can imagine how much I cracked up when I heard you plan on flaunting your pet over there as your bride in the presence of the Alpha King of South America." There was a painfully long silence after she said those words, causing my chest to clench. I’ve never heard ANYONE be so disrespectful around Kaelos. Even his uncle seemed more chill compared to this. There’s something off about their dynamic. However, as I thought about all of this, Kaelos raised his head, staring directly at Madame Greyheart before he spoke. "Don’t test me, Greyheart." His voice was threatening, causing the tension in the room to spike.