a nerd and a prince

From a Different Angle

When the king came to him, asking him to tutor the prince, Logan had no idea what to expect. All he knew was when he saw Roman, all logic went out the window.

Logan was just leaving after talking with the king and was trying to find his way out. He started heading one way before stopping in his tracks.

He could see someone in the hallway, clearly royalty with the way he dressed, and whoever it was was tall, broadly built and smelled of oak and whiskey. The man turned and Logan immediately spun on his heel to try and leave before he ended up embarrassing himself in front of the royal family.

"Excuse me," The man called out from behind and Logan swore under his breath. "What is your name? I don't think I've seen you here before."

Logan considered walking away without saying anything and avoid any skirmishes, but turned around anyway. He internally groaned. Of course, it was his luck to run into Prince Roman.

"The new royal tutor, Your Highness." Logan hoped that he hadn't heard the tremor in his voice as he bowed.

The prince gave a small laugh at that. "I didn't ask for your title, I asked what your name is. And none of that bowing shit, I'm not a fan of that." He quickly stood upright.

"Sorry, Your Highness," Logan stuck out his hand awkwardly. "My name is Logan, Logan Mitchell."

"Hi," He firmly grasped his hand. "Roman, Roman Sanders."

Logan snorted. "Yes, I know. You're kind of the prince, the king's son, alpha extraordinaire! I'm pretty sure everyone in the kingdom knows who you are."

"Alpha extraordinaire, huh," Roman took a step closer to him, smirking.

Logan took a swift step back. "No offense, but I don't think your father would appreciate you flirting with your new teacher. Also, I'm very far from being royalty, I'm not even in your range of suitors."

"But you're the same age as me. How are you qualified for this?" Roman quickly backtracked after Logan scoffed. "No offense, of course, there's nothing wrong with you. And you're gorgeous. My father believes I should marry out of love, not out of position."

A sudden burst of confidence caused Logan to step extremely close to Roman, their noses almost touching. He could feel Roman sharply inhale and a low growl bloomed in his throat. Logan's knees went weak at that, but he held his ground. "Maybe you should focus on more important matters than getting in my pants, Your Highness," He whispered. Logan pulled away, trying to escape the intoxicating scent before speaking again. "I'm one of the most educated people outside of the palace walls, so I'd refrain from insulting me again. And, while I'd hardly call myself beautiful, I thank you for the compliment."

And with that, Logan spun on his heels and walked away sighing.

Remy was never going to believe what had happened.