Chapter 31

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I opened my eyes and saw the sunlight filtering in through the curtains. I moved my eyes to see May's brilliant red hair splayed across one of my pillows. I couldn't help but smile at the sight. Yesterday was amazing. Getting to see my family after so long... well it was almost enough to distract me from my sadness at missing Maxon.

He did come to greet everyone's families but I barely got to speak with him.

May had immediately come to my room yesterday after getting settled in and we had spent those few hours having our hair and makeup done in preparation for tea with the queen. She had tried to act calm but it was in vain. Her excitement was contagious and I couldn't help but giggle at her efforts. She couldn't hold it in and giggled while sending me a smile. That had cracked the dam on 'Everything is so beautiful here America' and 'These dresses are so pretty'.

I let out a sigh at the memory. Goddess I had missed my sister. It would have been even better if Kenna had been able to come. Even so, seeing at least four out of five of my family members had soothed a part of me that had been agitated. Wolves were social creatures and were not meant to be alone. Even if packs were a thing of the past, Tempest had craved being with other werewolves. I can't wait to run with them. It isn't fair that they've never been able to run outside like they're supposed to I said to Tempest. You may want to take your parents on that run before you tell your mom that Maxon is our mate. She's gonna be pissed that you didn't tell her.

My eyes widened at Tempest's words. I hadn't thought about it but now that she said it out loud, or in my head, she was absolutely right. You're right, it may be best to have her outside in case she rampages. That's what I'm saying America. Save Maxon the money and trouble of having to replace the decorations in the halls. I let out a chuckle at that.

Yesterday, everything had been fine when we were in the women's room. May had found a friend in Natalie's little sister so I had been quietly sipping tea alone when May had come bounding up to me to tug me away. Admittedly, I had hissed at her that that wasn't how we were supposed to behave in the palace and certainly not in front of Queen Amberly. "But you have to see this America, come on hurry." I had barely managed to put my cup down before she tugged me over to the window. That was when I saw dad and Maxon walking together in the outskirts of the gardens.

I had wanted to use my hearing to try to listen in on their conversation but I knew that wasn't right and that if Maxon wanted to tell me about that conversation then he would. They had stopped briefly before continuing and dad had given Maxon a firm pat on the back. I said firm because Maxon had stiffened when dad touched his back.

May's movements brought me back to the present as I saw her stretch her arms above her head and then she saw me and smiled. I smiled back at her. "Good morning," I said to her. She grinned and sat up to look around my room. "Good morning Ames." She looked at my balcony doors and got out of bed to go open them. She let in a lot more light which caused me to flinch but a light breeze made its way into my room bringing with it the scent of flowers from the garden. I took a deep breath and got out of bed to go ring for my maids.

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While our parents were visiting the palace, several small tables were set up so that we could sit with our families during meal times; we were currently sat around a circular table. Gerad and May's table manners had greatly improved since last night's dinner and for that I was grateful. It hadn't occurred to me until I saw them eating last night but I wanted to look good for Maxon's parents. I mean they were going to be my in-laws some day and I had yet to really interact with them. I mean I would say a few words to Queen Amberly when myself and the other Selected were in the Women's Room but apart from that I never really spoke to her, I had never really made an effort. And as for the king, we have never spoken and I wasn't sure I wanted to.

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