Queen Bee
Break out your finest China, Hivemind, because I have fresh honey and it is sweet.
Remember our dazzling Luxe flower?
The one every Alpha in the city seems determined to pluck?
Well.
A very reliable little birdie landed on my windowsill this morning
And according to that birdie, our lovely Marigold Gardener wasn’t spending her afternoon hiding away at all.
No, no.
She was out on a date with none other than Mr. Luca Moreau.
*Dramatic Gasp*
I know.
I had to sit down, too.
The pair were spotted at a charming little café, enjoying lunch in the sunshine. Little buzzing bees report plenty of smiling, laughing, and the kind of focused attention that makes everyone else disappear.
But here’s where things get interesting.
Apparently, Mr. Moreau wasn’t merely being attentive.
He was holding her hand.
And before anyone says, “Queen Bee, maybe he’s just friendly—”
Please.
I’m gorgeous, not gullible.
My worker bees have also described the Alpha looking happier than a man who’d just won the lottery.
Now I know what you’re all thinking.
Could a mark be on the horizon?
A mating ceremony?
I can’t say for sure.
Yet.
But if I were one of the other hopeful Alphas circling our flower—maybe even a certain Alpha in White?—I’d be getting nervous.
Very nervous.
- Queen Bee