The Alpha King's Daughter
"Both styles have merit.”
“True, just don’t arrive too early, I like to prepare myself alone.”
Buck raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Elizabeth's request. "Prepare yourself? What, do you need to meditate or something?"
"I believe the princess values her privacy," Elliot interjected before Elizabeth could respond. He had noticed how carefully she guarded her personal space at the Academy, always choosing the most isolated corner of the library, always maintaining distance from others in the hallways.
“I was just suggesting for your safety, the last wolf that came for a surprise visit ended up wetting their pants after one of my throwing knives when off course.”