The Ice Princess
Sweetbitterejected by alpha, mated to his alpha king uncletreasured by my alpha brotherclaimed by my ex's lycan king fatheraddicted to my ex's alpha uncle
I place his dishes on the coffee table, removing the metallic dome.
"Did something happen to Alice?" He suddenly questions.
"Yes, your Majesty." His eyes look up from the book, making Blizzard stir within me. He had been very unsettled since I stepped out of the elevator. "There was an accident in the kitchen, and miss Alice got hurt. She is being treated as we speak."
"That's unfortunate. Glad she is being looked after." He closes the book, placing it to the side. “What’s your name, child?"
The King appeared sicker than before. His pale complexion, deprived red pigment lips, shacky hands portraited an exhausted being, waiting for the grim reaper visit.
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