Stars,I muttered to myself. There were over thirty Alphas interested in taking a mate. And one of them was even a Sector Prince.
Prince Cael.
Handsome. Cunning. Flirty. Entertaining.
A perfect catch.
If only my inner wolf agreed…
Sighing, I collapsed onto my bed and closed my eyes.
Forget Blood Sector, I told my animal.Forget Cillian. That’s our past. It’s time to focus on the future.
CHAPTER SEVEN
CILLIAN
Soon,I’ll be part of another sector. And you’ll never have to put up with me again.
Ivana’s thoughts from yesterday lingered in my mind, primarily because I hadn’t expected them to pack such a punch.
It’d taken physical restraint not to shadow after her and explain myself to her. To make her understand that I didn’t find her irritating. I found her to be far too enticing, which irritated me—an entirely different concept than I’d led her to believe.
And I also didn’t dislike her presence or feel she was beneath me. Rather, I considered heraboveme, and I hated how much I craved her.
The female tempted me into distraction.Constantly.
And now was no different.
How a woman could be this alluring while eating soup was beyond me. But I could hardly keep my eyes off of her. Which was a problem because I had a room full of Alphas to monitor and supervise.
I had most of them under my control already, my power curling around them like an invisible leash. My usual list of words I monitored for mentally had increased exponentially, my mind scanning the room for any hint of a threat.
So far, the only alarming thoughts were aroundmating.
Primarily because some of those thoughts swirled around Ivana’s name.
Alpha Ransom had taken a particular interest in her, choosing to sit beside her for the meal while Prince Cael sat across from her.
Both men were trying to engage her in conversation. Cael appeared to be winning, his charm highlighted in the tilt of his lips as he gazed fondly in my Omega’s direction.
Not my Omega, I corrected myself, my jaw clenching as I forced myself to scan the rest of the room.
Thirteen Omegas.
Thirty-one Alphas.
Technically, there should be thirty-two Alphas in attendance. However, Grey had stayed behind in Lunar Sector. Prince Cael hadn’t elaborated on why, just stated that Grey was still interested and intended to attend future events.
Hence, the thirty-one eligible Alphas seated around the massive dining hall of The MacNamara—a renovated entertainment venue that Kieran had rebuilt to honor his mate’s family. It was a suitable location for this commencement dinner, not just because of the size, but because of the layers of hidden security inside.
There were cameras everywhere.
All of which were being monitored by Lorcan right now. He’d chosen to remain hidden with Kyra, leaving me as the primary guard on duty. It was a show of power, one meant to underline my authority and the confidence both Lorcan and Kieran had in my ability to control thirty-one Alphas.
Of course, I had two lieutenants on staff, neither of whom I’d personally vetted.
One was Fritz, an Omega Sanctuary Protector. He’d recently royally fucked up by letting a Vampire Alpha manipulate his mind.