“Alpha Oceana.’
“Just get out of my sight before I vent my anger on you and do something we’ll both regret.’
“What!’ she snapped. “Alpha Oceana, I demand respect from you. I am five years older than you. I am your brother’s wife, a princess and heir to the throne, so don’t talk to me the way you talk to your maids.”
“I see.” I chuckled and then furrowed my brows. “Mind your damn business and stop interfering in my matters; don’t act all high and mighty just because you are older than me, grandma. I may look like a teenager, a child to you. Whatever you think of me doesn’t mean I’m not smart. And stop interrupting me and face your damn fake marriage. Who is even feeding you all these lies about being an heir or something?!’ I mocked with a chuckle.
“Alpha Oceana.’
“If you know you want
