The Alpha King Who'll Avenge Me
Vincent and Elijah appear, standing in the doorway, scanning my room, which is messy from torn wrapping paper.
“The royal wolves seem to have started these silly traditions,” Elijah mutters, half complaining.
“But it must be entertaining for Queen Delilah, my king. I think it’s good that the royal wolves are greeting her before the coronation,” Vincent responds.
“If you think this could harm me,” I pause, “I will return them, my king.
It’s hard, to be honest, because the gifts are lovely and luxurious. Perfume, jewelry, bags, shoes, and someone even sent a home theater system.
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