GEMMA
I stood rigidly in the hall of the palace, my gaze fixed on the double doors that were the entrance to the palace. She was supposed to arrive anytime soon. The wait was suffocating, the silence too.
Nate and George stood aside, waiting with me. I looked down at my dress and adjusted it with shaky hands. I hoped I looked good. I didn't know what type of person she wanted me to but I wanted to look presentable for her.
Jeans and hoodies couldn't work in this situation. We heard the sound of cars approaching and I think my breath hitched a bit.
Alpha King Nate approached me. His presence, usually a source of comfort, now added to my unease. Regardless of the bond that pulled me to him, my hate was surpassing it.
"You're prepared for this, Gemma?" He asked. My anxiety must have show
