King Carson âI should only be gone a few days.â I said, giving Carliegh a k**s goodbye.
âBe safe. Give my regards to the council and other kings.â She coughed.
âI will. Get some rest. Iâm just a phone call away.â
I got on a flight to King Edwardâs Kingdom where we had a quarterly meeting with the council to attend. It switched between our kingdoms. Last quarter was in King Derekâs territory, the next we would host. Meetings consisted of a variety of reports. Crime rates, missing persons, rogue invasions, ect. In some cases, discussing our relationship statuses was necessary. The council was less than impressed that King Edward chose a wanted hybrid, and werenât too fond of my sick luna either. Thankfully, the heat was off both of us today, this time focusing on King Derek who was approaching thirty. The age at which the council started pressing for him to choose a mate.
âMy kingdom still needs work, I donât have time for a mate.â He griped.
âKing Derek, this is not a choice. You must choose a mate soon.â Councilman Howard said.
âDefine soon.â He sighed.
âBy your next birthday.â
âTwo months?â He snorted. âThats not happening.â
âPerhaps the following birthday then?â King Edward suggested, always quick to defend his young prodigy.
âThat seems fair.â Councilman Josiah agreed.
âIts settled then.â Councilman George agreed.
King Derek looked less than agreeable. The young man still had a lot to learn about decorum when it came to the council. King Edward quickly moved the conversation along, sparing King Derek any further stipulations. Eventually, the conversation moved my way, much to my annoyance.
âKing Carson, there has been an influx of chupacabraâs in your territory.â Councilman Chester said, reading over my stack of reports.
âIts their mating season.â I shrugged. Nothing new about that.
âTheir numbers have nearly quadrupled since last year.â He added, passing around my reports.
âThey are staying within their bounds. I donât see it as a problem just yet.â
âI would like regular updates on the matter.â He said, setting down the report after scribbling some notes.
âOf course.â I nodded respectfully.
The rest of the meeting was awfully boring, as we all hoped it would be. Boring was good. Boring meant everything was functioning as it should be. King Edward, King Derek, and I exchanged pleasantries before packing up our things and heading back to our rooms. King Edward had dinner planned for us and breakfast in the morning before our flights left, but we had some time before dinner.
âKing Carson! A word?â Councilman Howard asked as I was on my way back to my room.
Odd. He wasnât typically my go-to member of the council. Each king had one, or two even. I was assigned council members Chester and Frederick. King Edward had Councilwoman Leslie, George, and Josiah since he was covering two kingdoms at the moment, and King Derek has Howard and King Edward. For him to approach me outside of a meeting was highly unusual.
âCouncilman. How may I help you?â I asked.
âAs you are aware, King Derek was given a timeline to pick a mate. I donât trust that he will take the time to find a suitable match before his next birthday due to his busy lifestyle. I am composing a list of prospects for the young King and would like to know if one of your daughters would be interested in taking him as a mate.â
âOh,â I said, taken back. âI must admit, this is quite a surprise.â
âConsider it. I was going to give King Derek a list of eligible young women and go from there. He might wish to pursue one of your daughters, or perhaps not. But he is a king, and your ally. It would be a smart decision on both of your ends.â
âI will consider it.â I nodded curtly, continuing along.
Was I okay with that idea? That King Derek could potentially pursue one of my daughters as a chosen mate? I hardly knew the young king. He was always busy tending to his kingdom, which meant he was hard working, but what was he like as a person? And of my two eligible daughters, who would be the better match? I wouldnât recommend them both, that would only cause problems. Kelly and Kylie had completely different personalities. Would either be able to build a life with King Derek? Would they be happy? I guess I should ask some questions tonight at our dinner. Feel him out a bit. Only then would I know if this was a good idea or not.
âThank you for the wonderful meal.â King Derek said to King Edward just a few bites into his meal.
Respectful. Thats a plus.
âDont thank me, its all Anita.â He laughed, gesturing to the older shewolf who was pouring drinks. âShe is a goddess sent.â
âThank you Alpha.â She bowed politely before making her exit.
âSo, King Derek, what are your long-term goals for your kingdom?â I brazenly asked.
âSurvival. Prosperity.â He snorted. âI want my kingdom to be everything it wasnât under my fatherâs rule.â
Another good sign. His father was a cruel man. I was happy to hear he wanted the polar opposite.
âWhat are you looking for in a Luna?â Luna Sierra asked.
âIâm not looking for a luna.â He sighed. âThere is just too much to do. And I donât want to neglect her.â
âBut thatâs why you have a mate, she will ease some of that burden. She will make your kingdom prosper. I donât know what I would do without Sierra.â King Edward said, looking at his mate lovingly.
âI donât know. If I found my mate, maybe I would feel differently. Its just hard to imagine trying to take on a relationship amongst all my chaos. I have been going at high speed for so long, I donât know how well I would do balancing another personâs emotions and feelings when I hardly have time for my own.â
He is aware that the relationship will require effort, good.
âKing Derek, what are your interests?â I asked, abruptly changing the conversation which he looked thankful for.
âMy interests? I havenât had much time to explore my interests.â He sheepishly admitted. âBut if given the chance, Iâm open to trying new things.â
Adventurous, good.
âDo you want pups one day?â
âI wouldnât mind having one or two. With the right person, of course.â He shrugged.
âKing Carson, you seem to be asking some very personal questions, might there be a reason..or two?â Queen Sierra asked, a small giggle escaping her.
âJust trying to get to know King Derek a bit better is all. He has been king for over ten years now and we hardly know one another.â I shrugged.
âSorry about that.â King Derek said sheepishly.
Willing to seek forgiveness. Another good sign.
âNo need to apologize, you have had your work cut out for you.â I said casually. âAnd from what I can tell, it paid off.â
âYeah, thankfully, finally.â
We finished eating and parted ways for bed. The next day, breakfast went similar to dinner. I learned a fair amount about King Derek, and was quite pleased over-all. I think he could be a suitable mate for either of my daughters. Kelly was closer in age to him, but I still had yet to decide if I was going to allow her to become queen or not. Kylie was younger and she hadnât found her mate yet. Maybe I would let them decide who should potentially be his mate. Nothing was set in stone, it was just a list in case King Derek dropped the ball. They might find that they love each other or hate each other in the process. I guess there was only one way to find outâ¦