Bridenapped: The Alpha Chronicles by St. Clair Georgette

Author:St. Clair, Georgette [St. Clair, Georgette]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-05-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Back at the Alpha mansion that afternoon, she waited for Kristofer to return so she could tell him that she was dismissing Elzbetka as her lady in waiting.

And she waited. And waited. She went into the kitchen and baked cookies and bread, to take her mind off things. Elzbetka followed her in, ignoring her protest that she didn’t need Elzbetka there. She just sat there with a little smile on her face, making notes in her notebook.

Throughout the day, servants trooped up to her and made a big show of handing her huge bouquets of flowers with affectionate little notes from Kristofer – and every time they did that, Elzbetka’s smirk grew a little wider.

It was becoming painfully obvious that Kristofer was avoiding her. And Elzbetka was loving every minute of it.

By the time dinner approached, she was so fed up that she flat out ordered Elzbetka to leave, and then she asked that dinner be delivered to her room. She wrote “Do Not Disturb” on a big note which she taped on to her door, and ignored the 17 text messages and phone calls from Kristofer that started rolling in around 9 p.m. that evening.

The next morning, she woke up surly and tired. She hid in her room and ignored Kristofer’s knock. He called out “Caitlin? Are you in there? Can you come out for a minute?”

She yelled “Go away!” And then sat there fuming and waited until she heard him leave.

After breakfast, Elzbetka came in to talk to her, but Caitlin shook her head. “I’m in no mood,” she said irritably. “Go deal with the press or whatever. Make plans with Melodee. I don’t care.”

“As you wish, milady,” Elzbetka said, with that tight little smile that Caitlin was coming to loathe.

Frank stood like a silent shadow by the wall as Elzbetka swept out of the room.

“Do you want to sit down? Drink some coffee?” Caitlin offered. He shook his head, expression solemn.

She leaned back in her chair and surveyed the enormous empty table. She was waiting for Paige and Lottie to come hang out with her at the press interview, and she was bored.

“We never talk, Frank,” she said, poking at the remains of her waffle with her fork. “Are you sure you’re not hungry? Do you actually eat? I’ve never seen you eat.”

“No, I subsist entirely on oxygen,” Frank said gravely, but she thought she saw a corner of his mouth twitch in amusement.

“Ha! I made you almost-smile! And you told a joke! My life is complete!” Caitlin crowed in triumph. Frank nodded politely.

All right, fun time was over. “I’m going to my room until it’s time for the daily makeup and hair torture session,” she said.

The press interview session was scheduled for 1 p.m. that afternoon, and she was not looking forward to it. However, if she wanted to get that deed back, no matter what her feelings were, she was going to have to put on her happy face and pretend to be the happiest bridenapped human ever.

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