Alpha's Secret Mate
I wasn't used to anyone making the ginger look tiny, but they'd managed to succeed with their superior height and heft.
All except one.
She was as tall as the rest of them, but she was made for matters of court more than a soldier's den. All lithe seductive grace and calculating hoarfrost eyes. A daughter any Luna would love to have called their own.
I made eye contact with her the same moment Giselle spotted me, "And there she is now! Ayda, come here!"
Giselle didn't wait for me to come to her; she grabbed my wrist with a steel grip and dragged me bodily across the slate floor. "Ayda, Princess Narcissa Onasis. Princess Onasis, our best hairdresser."