Bound to the Dark King
"Princess Ange Abee of the Wolfblood Pack. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"
Ange's eyes sparkled. "Oh, definitely!"
"Good. Because that's what you'll be soon, my dear." He patted her cheek. "Do you want that?"
"Oh daddy!" Ange squealed, clapping her hands like an excited child. "I’ve been dreaming of royal life since forever. I mean, who wouldn’t? What was the whole point of obsessing over Malik? It was just part of my evil plan, but now I know where the real power lies, why not?"