Esme’s P.O.V.
“So you are?” President Chevalier asked. I glanced at Gabe who was beside me. We’re currently here inside his office. The Alpha King is on his desk while Gabe and I are seated on the guest’s chair.
He nodded his head softly, giving me a sign that it’s alright to answer.
I cleared my voice. “I am Esme Gold, Sir,” I introduced briefly. I tried to stop myself from mentioning where the pack I came from because of the two humans present in the room. I don’t think they know about President Chevalier’s werewolf identity.
“You have a very beautiful name just like you, dear. No wonder why my son fell for you.”
The old man curved his lips into a smile. I sheepishly tucked my hair behind my ear. I don’t know why it makes me shy whenever he mentions Gabe’s infatuation to
