The Alpha Prince's Rejected Mate
She rushes for the door, but two of Queen Grace's personal guards block her path.
"Did you really think I came unprepared?" Queen Grace seizes a fistful of Mummy's beautiful dark hair, forcing her to the wine-soaked floor.
"You won't make me drink your poison, Grace," Mummy spits the name like a curse.
"Using my name now?" Queen Grace kneels, bringing her lips to Mummy's ear. My ears strain to hear, but the words are lost to me as my werewolf abilities are still developing at the age of 10.