Chapter 631

CHAPTER 131 : THE AMBASSADOR

*Lena*

Xander planted a rough, hungry kiss on my lips and any shyness or apprehension vanished in an instant.

“I missed you,” he said into my neck as I continued to clutch him against me, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.

“How long have you been in Mirage?” I asked when I finally pulled away to look up at him. He was clean-shaven and dressed in casual trousers and a button-down shirt, with a white undershirt beneath. He looked more like a random resident of Mirage than an Alpha King, but I was more than okay with that. I reached up involuntarily and ran my fingers through his black curls, which were brushed back away from his face. He’d gotten a haircut since the last time I saw him. He looked…. Well, he looked so much healthier, and happier, since we’d parted ways after the war.

“Only a few hours,” he replied, leaning down to press a kiss to my forehead. “I’m on my way to meet with someone, actually–”

“Meet with someone?” I laughed, pushing away from him. “Was that someone not me?”

“Well, I had to meet with them first, and they’re on my way to the castle,” he smiled with a shrug. “I didn’t expect to run into you, but I’m glad I did. I think you should go with me.”

He took my hand and began to lead me away, drinking deeply from the lemonade I’d bought for Mom.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“The ambassador for the vampires who are settling in the east,” he replied. I halted, an uneasy feeling settling in my stomach.

“What?”

He turned to face me again, and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he totally understood my hesitation.

“There are a lot of them,” he began, “and some, especially the families with children, have expressed the desire to spread out. There were four kingdoms of lower vampires, and they don’t all get along, as well as those who had been enslaved by the king for… centuries. There’s just not enough room in Crimson Creek for all of them, and your dad is planning on relocating some of the families to Mirage.”

“My dad? You saw him?”

I told him I’d check in on the ambassador. The vampires will start arriving at the end

walking again. How hadn’t I known this was happening? Mom knew, surely. She had to have

the idea that vampires would be living close by. The lower vampires were a totally different type of people compared to the Death Walkers who had battled against the allied forces for weeks. They were… good, at least the ones I’d met and grown to

was nagging at me as we walked

along a cobblestone road. It had white-washed window frames and baskets of flowers hanging near the doorframe. A bistro

behind the windows, to keep the

behind it paused for a moment before opening the door wide enough for

it immediately, raising my eyebrows

and he nodded at me, a ghost of a smile

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snug kitchen at

stretched her arms over her head then snuggled deeper into the floral couch were sitting on. I looked down at the baby she’d placed in my arms, his cheek resting against the curve of my stomach as he made little suckling motions with his mouth in

weakly, meeting my eyes. “My mom says

who was living with them in the cottage but was out running errands. I could see the sadness behind Carly’s eyes when she mentioned her father, and my heart squeezed with regret.

want to know what happened, right?” she said, meeting my

little Caleb’s weight in my arms and settled into a comfortable position on

soft sigh leaving her lips. “So I assume you know why I was in Crimson Creek in the first

read the conflicting emotions playing across my

bar one night, and a man approached us, telling us about a party at one of the estates. They wanted

“Why?”

well, strange things had been happening since I arrived. I felt like I was being watched. We were testing the soil in the village one day and had traveled out past

her eyes shot to mine

during one of my breaks I went back to Morhan and tried to research it, but I couldn’t find anything about it in the texts

check it out as well,” I added, “but it was gone.

the mention

ask questions. Our soil samples and the samples of blood root we’d sent back to Morhan for testing were lost, and when my partners and I asked about it, the university had no idea what we

him, her eyes glistening for a moment as she continued, “My roommates went to that party. I went back to our apartment and gathered my books in my backpack to go study in the foyer of the hotel, which felt like a safer place than where we were staying. But when I stepped out onto the street I felt this… pull. I can’t explain it. I remember turning to hills and hearing… voices. It sounded like my parents, and then like my boyfriend back at Morhan, like they were calling out to

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