Chapter 39 Kingsley's Difference
Freya's POV
I bowed to the crowd and then inclined my head toward Kingsley.
"Alpha, may I leave now, please?"
I really didn't want to spend another minute here, and I didn't want to give Tracy any more opportunities to insult me.
Kingsley nodded, and I seized the chance to quickly exit the dining area, leaving the ballroom and heading out onto the deck to blow off some steam.
Thinking of a scene from a movie or TV show I had watched before, I playfully placed my feet on the railing and spread my arms wide, feeling the oncoming sea breeze mixed with the scent of the ocean. "I'm the king of the world!"
I yelled out to the ocean, feeling the boredom in my heart suddenly swept away.
"And who am I supposed to be? Your queen?"
Kingsley's muffled voice
