Chapter 45
Bianca's pov
I stared at the king as he prepared for a meeting with the lords and alphas concerning the feast of my crowning.
He’s looking extra dashing—and happy too.
He’s always like this with me, and I wondered what I did to deserve a man like him.
“You look bothered,” he said, walking to me as he tucked in his collar.
“Let me help,”
I interrupted and walked to him. I started arranging the collar.
“How do you know that?” I asked, my eyes locking with his.
Of course, I’ve been bothered since I left the room with Mother.
He held my hand and looked deep into my soul.
“You shouldn’t be bothered, mine.”
My eyes flickered. He should actually think of himself as well.
I can feel bloodshed.
“I should.”
“I don’t want to stress you or our unborn child.”
Silence fell bet
