King Ashton
"Are you alright, Your Majesty?" my personal royal guard asked. We were already half an hour away from the first pack which I would be visiting, but my wolf kept on growling in agitation.
"No, actually," I muttered, shaking my head. I was used to riding in a limousine for business trips, but just after a couple of minutes, I suddenly felt nauseous. My heart was beating rapidly, and my head was spinning. "Something is wrong."
Fishing my phone out of my pocket, I quickly dialed Aliyah's number, checking if she was feeling the same way. It took several rings before it was picked up. I immediately asked, "How are you doing, my love? Please tell me you're okay."
There was only silence on the other line, causing my anxiety to spike even more. After a few moments of silence, a voi
