The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 17

Well, that was a lie. There was one she wouldn't mind seeing. She did tell the King of all Wolves to come to her house tonight. She was so happy about him becoming her model for her last book and she wanted to finish it as soon as she can. She did have only two weeks left.

Who says she couldn't prepare her brother to become a warrior worthy of becoming a king and put the King of all Wolves under her thumb while she finishes her last book in the end of two weeks.

Blake smiled at the challenge at hand, who said she wasn't a workaholic? She would laugh at anyone who said she wasn't. She put more on her plate then the average Alpha and Luna put together. But then again, would you praise a workaholic or pity them.

"Hey sis," Ross called out from the hallway. Blake took a sip of her coffee, pretending she wasn't in. "What do I tell the King?"

"You tell him I'm not here," she yelled back taking another sip of her coffee before she realized what she just said. "The King," she whispered. Blake got up so fast, she dropped her chair and near ran out of the kitchen to the hallway before she stopped end, looking down the hallway, meeting the eyes of the King.

"Your Highness," she gasped. He really came. He really did come like she had asked. She didn't know if she should be happy or freak out at the fact that he really came. How can she explain to her brother the reason for the King's visit? "What can I do for you?" she asked glancing at her brother, hoping his Highness understood what she was applying.

"I come to see you," he said. He stood proudly at the door. His chest raised, his hand behind his back, and his eyes solely on hers.

"Was there a reason?" she asked trying to look annoyed like she would normally do for anyone. The King glared at her and then Ross before looking back to her. "Ross, why don't you go out. I believe the Luna made her famous desserts tonight. I saw them in the Hall."

Ross glared at Blake, puffing out his own chest out. Even though he was ten times smaller than the King, he made Blake very proud. "I think I'll stay," he growled now glaring at the King. The boy had a death wish to challenge the King of all Wolves.

"Ross!" she spoke more dominantly this time towards him, "Go now. I won't ask again." Ross growled under his breath stubbornly. So Blake growled back, something she has never done before. It shocked him. It shocked her even more but she wasn't going to let him know that. "What did I say, Ross?"

"I'm leaving," he shouted, turning his back to her and making his way to the door," I'll be back in an hour."

"Stay with Seth tonight," she called out.

"What?" Ross turned to his sister.

"Say nothing to Seth about this. If he asked, I kicked you out because you were too loud while I was working."

"Are you afraid I'll bite, Your Highness," Blake peeked over her shoulder, taking a good look at him. Wide shoulders, small waist, muscles that perfectly showed through his clothes. It was just enough to tease a woman.

"You sign outside says to beware of dogs," he raised one of his brows, "should I be?"

Blake broke a smile and started climbing up the stairs, "maybe," she replied.

She didn't have to look over her shoulder to find him following her to her office. It had been a long time since she had broken out of her mask with someone other than Seth or Ross. She even held back a laugh. A real laugh. Something she hasn't done in a long time.

"I hope you don't mind the mess. I didn't have time to clean up," she found herself saying before opening the door.

Eric held his breath for a moment. His little mate was still wearing her skin-tight gown. Her all brown locks of hair was now on one side of her shoulder, revealing her other white creamy shoulder.

So small and so sweet, his mouth watered. For once he was afraid to be near her. He didn't want to scare her but he wanted her so damn bad that his groan was throbbing in pain.