Our future Queen
These were the words resonating inside their heads, as the three brothers sat in the study. They were contemplating the words they had thought unanimously without thinking of the consequences. Could Arin really become their mate ? They didn't know. Could she become their true mate in each and every sense of the word ? Hard to tell. Would she be accepted by their kingdom, by the entire werewolf species, and most importantly, by their family ? Definitely not. So what were they supposed to do ? Leave her ? Over their f*****g dead bodies.
A sigh left Eliot's mouth as he kept twirling the whiskey in the glass of his hand.
" Why are we still sitting here, pretending to drink , when we clearly know this stupid thing does not has any effect on us, " he said downing the rest
