“You look beautiful, Lady Emilia….as always….” I smiled when Alpha Marcus sat across the table; his entourage was scattered all over my halls like the vermin they were, mixed with my own Beta and Delta, that seemed to share my thoughts over them being wilder wolfs than humans considering their table manners.
Caleb was sitting further away; it was hard not to miss him. He was bigger, and I still didn’t understand how the older Alpha I was going to marry didn’t see that he was no Beta, no matter what he called him.
“I thought you said that it didn’t matter if I were pretty or not, Alpha….” I smirked at his stupidity; he cared. They all did when the older Alpha snorted like he had been caught in a lie. That was also obvious that he didn’t mind that I was beautiful and had all this land.
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