“My queen,” Vincent called.

I turned to face Vincent as I entered the great dining hall. He stood in the doorway, bowed slightly, and then approached me.

“I’m so glad you decided to come down for dinner,” Vincent’s voice still carried a hint of concern. “What happened this afternoon? I promise it won’t happen again.”

I smiled. “It was my fault, Vincent. I’m sorry; I was careless and caused an unpleasant situation.”

“It is a lesson for me and the entire McKinney pack to be more careful, my queen. Thank you for your understanding.”

“I’m glad it’s no longer an issue between us, Vincent.”

Elijah cleared his throat quietly and...