The Alpha's Possession
“Good morning everyone.”
Mom seemed surprised, no doubt because the Alpha King didn’t look a year older than 25, but she soon greeted them with my exact words again.
It was custom, and maybe protocol even, to always greet his highness first, and then anyone else.
The Alpha King smiled at us, and with a welcoming wave of his hand, said, “Join us for breakfast.”
We merely nodded in response, and were soon shown our seat by a servant.
“You’re up early,” the beta let out in a tone of voice that told me he was pleasantly surprised.
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