Amelia’s POV
The atmosphere in the pack was tense. Everyone had been scrambling for days to prepare for the arrival of the royal family. Jackson had been barking orders nonstop, ensuring the pack looked flawless. The pack house gleamed, every corner polished to perfection, as if a few specks of dust could doom us all.
I stood to the side, clutching a tray of refreshments, my head bowed. Madison’s sneering voice carried through the hall. “Don’t you dare embarrass this pack, Amelia. You’re already an eyesore as it is. Just stay out of the way.”
I bit my tongue, as always, and nodded. It wasn’t worth the fight.
The rumble of approaching cars pulled everyone’s attention. The royals had arrived. The grand gates swung open, revealing sleek black SUVs with tinted windows. The pack members lin
