Eighty-Four | Numb
Cal When I finish telling Alexander everything he sits in stunned silence. I sigh and say, “I just don’t know what to do. Like this is my pack. But I’m a princess... it still feels weird to say.” Alexander chuckles, “I think it fits you, Cal.” I look at him confused and ask, “What do you mean?” He shrugs, “I don’t know, Cal. I think you could be a good princess and besides Titus would make a great prince or King whatever his title would be.” I smirk, he’s right about that. I think Titus would fit into the royal mold very well. I breathe out, “it’s just there’s something’s I’m unsure about.” “Like?” “Like Rose has become a great friend of mine and I can’t picture not seeing her all the time and like… she’s your mate so obviously she would be left behind here.” He sighs, “It’s up to
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