Gloria Regali || Larry Stylinson

"I didn't receive a response," Harry greeted.

"Good Evening, Louis, happy birthday, how are you?" Louis greeted with a dry tone, darting towards the Alpha as he moved in. "You could try that as a greeting instead."

Harry choked a laugh out and repeated, "Good Evening Louis, you look like someone gave you a stupid idea again and you want to kill them."

"I do not look like that," he threw back and leaned on the wall to which Harry mirrored his expression and leaned on the wooden door instead.

"Let's agree to disagree," the Alpha allowed and proposed the question, "So are you gracing me with your presence?"

"Where is this dinner happening?" Louis questioned him.

"My chambers."

"With a chaperone?"

"If you wish for it."

"And if I do?"

"I'll abide by your wishes."

"Shut the fuck up," Louis harrumphed, "I can take care of myself."

"I didn't insinuate anything, you did."

Louis rolled his eyes as he beckoned him to walk in the direction of his chambers.

Louis was the first Omega to ever be crowned a monarch without an Alpha by his side. After his failed marriages, he decided to remain confined to his own spirit until Harry Styles rudely waltzed in.