The Alpha King's Series novel Chapter 15

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

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BRINLEY.

The sunrise shone brightly through the window and into my eyes. I groaned, rolling over the ache between my legs, only a reminder that Thomas was even here and that what happened last night wasn't a dream.

A hiss of pain left my lips as my feet hit the ground. Then, I decided to soak in 'No' Hot water. I opened the door to the bathroom and began to fill the tub with water.

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I wrapped a towel around my body and left the bathroom. I was happy to see clothes laid out on the bed for me. Katie probably did this for me, and Kyle did go back to the palace to get her. I quickly slip on my pantie and bra and then slip into my clothes.

I walked through the small hallway of the cabin. It wasn't fancy wooden walls and floors, but it was cozy. It had that home feeling to it. The old paintings hung on the walls, and a fluffy white area rug laid flat in the living room. The kitchen had new appliances and a kitchen bar.

I smiled to myself at the delicious smell of breakfast.

"That smells great," I tell Katie as I sit down at one of the stools.

"Thanks. How are you feeling?" She asked as she put eggs on a plate. "Now that your heat is gone?" She adds.

I heaved a sigh of relief. Heat is the worst pain I'd ever felt.

"Better. Oh, and thanks for the heads up on how painful heat would be,"

Katie shrugs, "I tried to warn you. But you insisted on seeing him anyways," Katies says, pursing her lips, "Brinley, If you continue to see him, it will come back." I nod, "I know."

I dig into my breakfast, not bothering to tell Katie how my heat left. Although I think she has some idea. But neither one of us mentioned it.

"We have to head back after breakfast. Kyle left so he could tell the King you were better," She says, taking a bite of bacon.

"Thanks for all you guys have done for me,"

"Brinley, we have each other's backs always." I nod, "True,"

"So my parents are coming next week. Kyle and I can't wait to tell them about the baby," Katie says, smiling wide.

"What about his parents?"

Katie's smile falls, and her brows crease, "Kyle's mom died at birth, and his father died two years ago," Katie says, but her eyes say she is in deep thought.

"I'm sorry," I mutter.

Katie shrugged, forcing a smile, "It was a long time ago," I nodded, not wanting to upset her further.

"So, when I get a day off, we can go baby shopping?"

Katie smiles wide, showing her white teeth, "I'd love that." I smiled back, "Me too,"