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of embarrassment, having realized her mistake. Doing so caused her to accidentally meet Domenico’s gaze. There was a twinkle in his lovely green eyes that made him appear so irresistibly boyish she couldn’t keep her lips from twitching.
     
    When Domenico’s lips parted, she unconsciously leaned forward, an undeniable part of her longing to hear whatever he had to say---or just his voice even.
     
    “Domenico?” Ivory’s soft husky drawl saying his name stung Misty’s ears the same time Lysander gently touched her arm.
     
    The spell broke.
     
    Fuck! Domenico felt murderous the moment he saw Misty’s eyes widen in horror before quickly turning towards the younger man. He could feel the wolf inside him growling a low warning sound. Never had he been this close to losing his control, but now it was all he could do not to tear the other man’s throat just for daring to look at Misty.
     
    “Domenico?”
     
    Willing himself back in control, he forced his attention back to Ivory. “I’m sorry. Yes?”
     
    “Would you like me to tour you around the realm tomorrow?”
     
    Domenico turned to Misty.
     
    Having heard every word of the brief exchange – which for some reason sounded laden with sexual innuendo to her admittedly jealous mind – Misty tried to pretend she was completely enamored with whatever Lysander was saying. She tried to ignore the way Domenico’s gaze bore through her but then she felt something.
     
    Surely she was mistaken.
     
    But---
     
    Her toes curled.
     
    No, it was impossible. He couldn’t---she wouldn’t---
     
    When her nipples actually started to poke through her dress, Misty immediately crossed her arms over her chest and turned to look at Domenico with a glare.
     
    This time there was nothing charming about Domenico’s smile. Rather it was purely wicked and sinfully sexy, and that smile said it all. He really had been undressing her with his gaze, making love with his eyes, and she had known it! Even after everything he did, Misty still had this stupid connection with him.
     
    His gaze deliberately dipped low, focusing on the expanse of skin that her low-cut dress exposed. She had never really worn something like this with him, but tonight she had felt like she had to look her best.
     
    She tightened her hold over her chest. Misty glared harder. Stop looking at me like that!
     
    His smile widened, as if saying, Then don’t wear something like that.
     
    “Is there something you want?” she finally asked, knowing that she would never win a staring war with Domenico. He would just have her end up blushing and aroused.
     
    “I’m wondering if you could take me around the realm tomorrow---”
     
    “I’m busy---”
     
    “---as I have questions about pertaining to its defense,” Domenico ended silkily.
     
    Misty swallowed the rest of her protest. Whether Domenico was lying or not didn’t matter. Anything about the Alliance mattered too much. About to answer, she paused – and took the time to consider what she was about to say or do. This time, she tried to think like Domenico.
     
    Finally, she said, “I think that’s a great idea.” Misty faced Lysander with a smile. “As Co-Ambassador, I think you should come, too.”
     
    “I would love to, my pretty.”
     
    She turned to Ivory. “I’m sure you have other more important matters to attend to, but if you---”
     
    Ivory flashed Misty a lovely smile. “I would be honored to be of help.” She glanced at Domenico under her lashes afterwards, as if saying without words the other kind of help she would be willing to give.
     
    Misty’s fingers curled back into a fist when Domenico returned the smile with one of his own. “We would be glad of your company.”
     
    “Anything for the prince,” Ivory murmured, blushing.
     
    She stood up, unable to bear hearing another sickening word. They were flirting – flirting in front of her! “I---”
     
    But Domenico had suddenly come to his feet as well. “A