LYRIC
The queen of shifters, Lamia Langley Artos, was not what I was expecting at all. When everyone left the room and it was just us, I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little afraid of her.
The power that oozed from her was almost suffocating. My wolf, Note, mentally rolled over and showed her belly in submission to this power shifter.
Yet when the doors shut behind the others and the room eerily quiet, and I dared to look at the queen, she was wearing a soft smile. A genuine one. And nothing about her aura said she was going to hurt me.
I was surprised by how welcoming she suddenly made me feel and didn’t look at me like I was trash, a thief, or some disgusting scat on the bottom of her shoe.
I pinched my lips together and gave her a tight smile back. Even though the qu
