A Witch in Time: True Mates Generations Book 4 by Alicia Montgomery

Author:Alicia Montgomery [Montgomery, Alicia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Since Reed’s unexpected guests had decided to stay for two days, he couldn’t avoid joining the evening’s dinner. Eleanor was not too pleased with newcomers, but she could hardly say anything since it was his home. Grandmama, on the other hand, welcomed their presence. “He’s the perfect test,” she had said. “A member of the ton, so he knows how to act in society, yet he’s been away long enough that he doesn’t hold too much influence if any of the girls have any missteps.”

After his valet helped him dress in his customary evening formalwear, he headed down to the library for drinks. Everyone was already there, even Jeremy, who had arrived sometime in the afternoon. He was chatting with the dowager duchess, while Signore Rossi, Eleanor, Cross, Bridget, and Julianna were sitting on the settee by the fireplace listening to Viscount Daly talk about his home in the West Indies. However, his gaze was once again drawn toward Elise who looked stunning in a green satin evening gown. A dark, unknown feeling stabbed through him when he saw Simon Richardson talking to her, which only grew when Elise laughed at something he must have said.

Ignoring his own family—and all propriety—his strode toward them, hands clenched at his sides.

“And so, while I was chasing the puppy—” Simon’s blue eyes widened when he saw Reed approach. “Your Grace.” He dipped his head. “Good evening.”

Elise’s mouth parted, and even as she curtseyed, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about how soft and delicious it was the other night when he kissed her. That night seemed like it was a long time ago. “Good evening. I trust your rooms are comfortable, Mr. Richardson?” He wasn’t above reminding the young fop who owned this house.

“They are, Your Grace,” he answered. “Thank you.”

His eyes darted toward Elise. She was doing that thing again where she was looking right through him. It damn well irritated him. “It seems I’ve interrupted your story. Please, go on.”

“It wasn’t important, Your Grace,” Simon said.

“Your Grace.” Beatrice Richardson seemingly popped up from nowhere. “Good evening.” She gave a low curtsey, bending forward slightly so he could see the daring neckline of her silver evening dress. “Thank you for being such a generous host to us.”

“My pleasure,” he said, giving her a bright smile. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed Elise’s narrowed gaze and flared nostrils at the arrival of the other woman. Interesting.

“Dinner is served,” came Edwards’s announcement.

“Miss Richardson, may I have the honor?” He offered his arm to her.

Her face lit up. “Thank you, Your Grace.” She took his arm, her smile wide.

As they walked out, he heard Simon offer his arm to Elise and while he felt a flash of anger, he buried it deep inside along with his wolf’s yowls. When they arrived at the dining room, he escorted Beatrice to her chair which was in the middle of the table seeing as she wasn’t one of the higher ranking ladies. He took his seat at the head, while Grandmama took the opposite end.

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