Chapter 4

If there was one thing I enjoyed after becoming queen was me not having to bother about fights or humans attacking us. The goddess promised there would be nothing like that for years to come. What I had to worry about was dealing with Mavros.

“Hey, Val.” He sat on my desk. I was working on approving the files of rogues who wanted to move into the royal pack and he wouldn’t let me be.

“What?” I didn’t meet his eyes.

“You seem to be in a grim mood.” He observed.

I rolled my eyes. “And the discovery of the year goes to Mavros.” I was sarcastic.

“Hilarious.” He snatched the papers I was working on and skimmed through them. “Pack approval? Can’t your Beta do it?”

“I like doing this myself. Give me the papers now.”

His eyes glowed for a second, and when he handed me the papers, they were signed. Some had been approved of while he left the ones I was going to deny unsigned.

“You’re done, aren’t you?” He asked. When I didn’t respond, he continued. “Now that you’re done, I say we g