Page 9 of Eclipse Sector
Cheers, I echoed, the word meaningless in my mind. Primarily because I was still stuck on a certain female.
Maybe Lorcan was right.
Maybe I had been projecting a bit earlier.
With an internal growl, I forced the conundrum from my head and returned my focus to the shifters moving about theballroom. It was my job to keep everyone safe and the guests under control.
And I would not fail the inhabitants of Blood Sector.
Unlike those in Eclipse Sector,a dark part of me whispered.
I took a sip of the blood wine, the liquid thick and tasteless in my mouth.
Rather than entertain my morbid past, I shifted my attention to the present. To the dancing shifters. Lurking humans. Visiting princes.
Leashed them all with my power.
Monitored their intentions.
And concentrated on my temporary job as Sector Alpha.
Tomorrow, I would be Cillian again.
Tonight, I wasPrinceCillian. Just like Ivana had teased. If only I could consider making her my queen.
Alas, I had to be a good enough king to be worthy of a queen.
And history proved I’d never be that.
I was simply… Cillian.
An Elite.
A failed hero.
The breaker of familial vows.
PART TWO
Dear Stars,
I’m no longer in love with an Alpha Prince.
Elite.
What-the-fuck-ever.
I’m over him. Done. No longer interested.
Okay, okay. That’s a lie.
But I’m going to do what I need to do to move on.
And that includes enrolling in the newEligible Omega Mates program.
Maybe there I can find an Alphain my league. An Alpha who actually wants me. Doesn’t find meoverconfidentorannoyingly persistent. A male who sees my traits as qualities, not irritants, and appreciates my wolf’s bold pursuits.
So, um, wish my animal and me luck again, please.
