The Alpha's Chosen Luna
Marcus said, his voice was laced with disbelief.
I had a good memory and a brilliant way of knowing this, I was freaking trailed to rule Red mist pack. Being princess was not just about being spoiled with money and Jewelry, boys and all. It was also being smart, studying extra harder than anyone else. That's what made a princess different.
I rolled my eyes playfully, Mendoza tried to cover his stare with disgust, but he quickly turned into the softest pair of eyes I had ever seen.
“Is that all, Marcus?” I said sweetly, standing up slowly so that my boobs would voice freely in my little sexy dress. Yep, the same dress Mendoza fucked me in this morning.