Ariel conceded slightly. "Yes, I do think that the king possibly wants to use you because you’re a woman. But you need to look at it like you’re the secret weapon. And you have to show Noah and the super alphas over there what they don't have."
I inclined my head. “An ounce of fat?”
Ariel grinned. "Me."
I returned her smile with genuine enthusiasm. "That's right. I do. And the two of us together, we make one hell of a team. God, I loved the look on Matthias's face when you told him you were already in the system. That was freaking priceless."
"Yeah, let’s not tell them that."
"Nope, we sure won’t. So did the pep talk suffice?"
"You mean am I ready to engage in my somewhat open-ended mission to keep the Crown Prince of Winston Isles safe from harm?"
I shrugged. "Yeah, sure thing. Never mind that I have absolutely no idea how to do that."
“Lucky for you, I do. And it starts with getting you closer to him.”
I pursed my lips. Ariel seemed far too chipper about the prospect. “Something tells me I’m not going to like this.”
Chapter 7