Alpha VS Alpha
I asked pointedly.
“Because Sophia, you’re a true queen, and we’re meant to be together,” he replied pointedly.
“I might have royal blood running through my veins, but I am not a queen,” I scoffed.
“That’s where you’re wrong, Sophia. I’ve been around for almost two hundred and fifty years and know a queen when I meet one. Before you, the rightful ruler of the werewolf world had always been men. The queen’s position was filled with whoever was mated to the werewolf king, but those women were not true queens—merely queens by association. Even your mother wasn’t a true queen; she was powerful and definitely royalty, but not a queen,” he explained, but his words didn’t make sense.