Lane's POV
"The new Queen of Rydar Kingdom?"
"What? Me?"
"Are you serious?" I felt my eyebrow twitch.
"Dead serious," Morgana said, resting her chin on her hand like she was just talking about the weather.
"Vaughn picked you himself. I'm just the messenger."
I couldn't believe it.
Last time we met, he called me a hopeless romantic with nothing else in my brain. Now he wanted to form a mate
with me?
"Guess we're just that charming," Nyra said proudly in my head, practically humming.
I ignored her and looked down. "I'm honored, Your Highness. But honestly, I don't think I'm a good match for the King."
"How are you not a good match?" Morgana tilted her head, like I was playing dumb.
"You're General Conlay's daughter. You're an Alpha she-wolf. You fought in the Battle of Vaughn.
