The Alpha King's Daughter
The knowledge should have reassured her, yet somehow it made her heart ache for her stoic father, forever bound to the ghost of his fated mate.
“Perhaps, maybe something can come of it with time, Father. After all, the Luna only recently lost her mate; she would still be raw. I assume that we are to dress like a normal Alpha and his daughter for dinner, then? As to what the twins think of me when I’m at school? After all, everyone just sees me as the weirdly quiet Alpha’s daughter, might as well continue with that until father's wedding, I assume, and based on Royal protocol, that would be six months from now.”