My Alpha My Queen
they start chanting over and over and no matter how many times I tell them to be quiet, they carry on.
Beckoning Charlie to come forward, she shakes her head but eventually does and as she stands in front of them, the girls especially, all exchange glances.
“This is Charlie” they all stare at her,“Your Queen”
They drop to their knee instantly, yes they messed around but when it came to order, they submitted like everyone else.
Charlie shoots me a glance frowning, she did not appreciate being called Queen but I wanted her to know how many people respected her, how many people looked up to her even when they did not know her.
Bab Populer