Chapter 9 The Wedding

(Amber's POV)

I held the smile on my face as I raised my eyes to meet the curious gaze of the Alpha King and his wife.

"Ryan, who is this?" He demanded with a confused expression, "I thought you were going to fetch the chef so that I could tell them what a wonderful job they did?"

Ryan opened his mouth to reply but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of taking credit for the food or hiding the fact that it was me who had put all the hard work into producing this, so I answered before he could.

"Actually, your grace, you are meeting the chef." I said, raising my eyes confidently to meet both his and his wife's gaze, "I wanted to make sure that you ate only the finest food, as you both deserve, so I wanted to see to it myself. I can't offer much but if there's one thing that I know how to do well, it's preparing tasty food."

The Alpha King clapped his hands together in delight as he looked between Ryan and me, which in itself was an extraordinary action.

Normally, he didn't