"I hope you meet someone today.” I smiled at Jordyn. She had grown distant with me and I felt the need to backtrack things. I would hate for the Princess to return to a ruined friendship. And she would return. I felt it like a prickling on my flesh.
The announcements had gone out. As of yesterday, the throne room had been blocked off from anyone not involved in decorating it.
"Yeah, whatever."
At nineteen, Jordyn had a good life as far as I was concerned. She had an Alpha-wolf, wealth and friends. A pretty face and a sensational presence. But she carried around the bitterness of one who the world had scorned by giving nothing. She sat at a table with the king every morning. I considered her lucky. Blessed even. But if she wanted to be a jealous witch, then there would be no need to
