He sighed. He knew that she didn't particularly like him at all, but despite that, he didn't have it in him to remain angry at her. He didn't know if that would end up being a good or bad thing. He nodded and she smiled and went to look around, him trailing behind her. He had to watch her carefully. He couldn't afford to let this she-wolf manipulate him. He would be taking the throne soon, and the last thing he needed was to be played by his rebellious wife over and over again.
When they got back to the car, she silently stared out of the window, biting into a strawberry pop tart. Chase just stared at her and slowly ate his chips.
Alana felt his eyes burning a hole in her shoulder and she rolled her eyes, turning her head to him. "Didn't your mother ever teach you that its rude to stare?
