-LILIAN-
My breath hitched. My eyes widened slightly. *His partner?* The words hit me with the force of a physical blow. Me? The weak omega? The one the pack whispered about, the one Lyra despised? Standing beside the Alpha King at a Royal Ball? This was… unexpected. And terrifying.
"I... understand, Alpha King," I managed to say, trying to keep my voice even. But my confusion was overwhelming. My mind spun, trying to grasp his reasoning. This would only draw more eyes, more whispers. The other she-wolves, the high-ranking omegas, even the castle maids – they would despise me even more. The thought of their jealous glares, their cutting whispers, made me want to shrink away.
I couldn't help it. The question slipped out, quiet but clear. "Alpha King, if I may… ask why? Why me?"
Alexande
