Chapter 15. A Date with the Alpha King?

Lyra POV

“I’m going to pass out,” I tell Cally. “I can’t do this. Is this like… a date? Why would the Queen Mother ask for a special dinner with the Alpha King present?”

I stare into the mirror, trying to focus on the delicate lace of the emerald-green gown I’ve chosen, but it’s not helping. My heart is racing so fast, I feel like I’m going to throw up.

She smiles at me in my reflection, far too calmly, twisting my hair high in the air so she can wrap it around in an updo. “You’ve done hundreds of these dinners, Lyra.”

I raise my brow at her. “You’re kidding, right?” She’s not exactly the type to remain calm at a time like this.

She drops my hair, joining me on the vanity bench and scooting close, her eyes bright with excitement. “Of course I am. If I were having a dinner date with a