Accidental Surrogate for Alpha
“I mean rogues keep popping up and trying to kill me, and a horrible heartless woman is blackmailing me. It seems crazy to be happy in spite of all that.”
“Ella,” She says seriously, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. “Do you really think it’s crazy, or do you just feel like you don’t deserve to be happy?”
Her words cut me to the core, and I find myself staring at my hands. I ponder her question for a few seconds, shrugging. “I mean, do I deserve it? Not fishing for compliments, not feeling sorry for myself – but what have I done in my life to deserve so much prosperity? In a few months I could be as good as a Queen, even if it is only temporary.”