Maeve
Cathy’s demeanor changed to pure rage. I wasn’t interested in her anymore, so I got up to leave.
“What grand words,” Cathy said, clapping slowly as she stood. All the women who surrounded her stepped back, their expressions ranging from amusement to resentment. “You try to disgrace me with your words? I know royal women like you. Spoiled as hell and like to throw their weight around. The truth is, in the Mist Wolves’ domain, your rendezvous with the Alpha King is going to highlight our king’s vulnerability. This must be your first chance with a royal Alpha, isn’t it?”
Goddess, I was getting tired of her fast. She was such a cliché. I had dealt with disdainful women like her many times. I retorted, “Where I come from, women are equal to men. They don’t w***e for positions or titles
