Chapter 11. Dinner and a Show

Emory

“Who the fuck invited a mangy dog to our dinner party?”

Princess Opal’s words hang in the air as the rest of the room goes silent. It’s as if the rest of the guests are all waiting for me to respond to the loud, offensive statement, including Rainer, though I believe he’s just as taken aback by the assault as I am.

Either that or he’s just choosing to let me wage my own war.

But as I settle on a witty remark to politely say back to her, my voice is drowned out by the confident reply that comes from my right.

I can’t see him through Rainer’s large frame, but I don’t have to in order to know who is speaking. He must’ve come through his own entrance and taken us all by surprised, including Opal whose face shifts slightly at the sound of his voice.

“As far as I know,” King Kane begins, “no one invited a dog to dinner, but I did invite a wolf.”

My eyes lock with his about the time he stops next to his fiancée who is standin