have Esral. The ultimate token of peace, of a species united.” Fuck. The covens were much stronger united. They would win a war against the elves, but at what cost? The last thing Zane wanted was another war. Why had the old man chosen such a public place to make the offer? He could’ve talked some sense into him in private. Those around them grew restless. The old man’s eyes hardened. Even the princess lifted her big orbs, they pleaded with him. “Thank you,” he managed to choke out. “We are honored.” Already his mind rushed at finding a way out of this. “I insist that she mate with royalty. She is a princess and should be treated as such. You would slight me if you were to give her to a commoner.” This was the king’s way of locking him in. Double cluster fuck . Tanya was going to have his nuts. There was no way he was going to mate with this female. No freaking way. Aside from not needing another female, he happened to like his nuts right where they were. He would find a way out of this. Zane would call a meeting in a few days and discuss it with the elven king in private. The king smiled. “Esral will make a good mate, she is stronger than what she looks…” For the first time the female showed some real emotion by gasping. “Father, please.” “Now that it is settled.” The old man moved to kneel. He held his hip as he bent. “Wait.” It was Zane’s turn to narrow his eyes. “Your son will kneel on your behalf.” “Yes, but…” The elven king looked worried. He glanced from Zane to Keto and back. “I insist,” Zane growled softly. “I require your allegiance, but also that of your heir. You have given me your daughter. He can kneel.” Zane gestured in the direction of Keto, but didn’t take his eyes off the king. He could feel the animosity rolling off the elf prince. “Do as he says.” Keto didn’t move. “Do it,” Katar added raising himself higher and pulling his shoulders back. Keto dropped to his knee while inclining his head, in less than a second he was back on his feet. The youngster could not school his emotion well. A mask of anger contorted his features. As was customary, Zane and Katar shook hands at the wrists. The old man’s skin felt like paper beneath his grip. Katar smiled. “And so it is done.” “It is done,” Zane repeated holding to tradition. All gathered from both sides and repeated the phrase. Zane noticed that the elven prince didn’t utter a word. An insult, but for the good of both species he would let it slide. After a short goodbye, which was mainly for the benefit of the princess, Esral picked up a silk tie bag. It was small considering that it held all of her belongings. Zane took it from her. The bag weighed nothing. They climbed into one of the waiting SUVs, Esral beside him. Zane had been tempted to put the princess into one of the other vehicles but that would potentially have hurt her feelings. She seemed nice enough. They pulled off in the direction of his castle. “When are you going to mate me?” She pulled her golden hair behind a pointed ear. He was shocked by the question as she seemed like a shy little thing. “I haven’t had much time to think on it.” “What’s to think about?” Her blue eyes shone. “Well”—he paused—“shouldn’t we get to know each other a bit first?” Her brow knitted. “What purpose would that serve?” For the love of blood, his little human had turned him into a pussy. Zane had to suppress a smile. Just thinking of his female had his cock filling. “You are a virgin. We shouldn’t rush into anything.” He needed to tell her that he had no intention of ever mating her, but this didn’t seem like the right time or place. Zane also found that he again didn’t want to hurt her feelings. “I think that right now would be a good time. Tell your men to stop the car. We can go into the wooded area.” She gestured to the forests to the right of the moving