CHAPTER 67: THE FALSE CLAIM

Danica had never imagined the Alpha’s domain would feel like this.

Guards bowed as she passed. Servants lowered their eyes. Even the corridors seemed to hush beneath her feet, as though the walls themselves acknowledged her presence.

She walked stiffly at first, clenching her fingers around the fabric of her dress, her pulse racing too fast for comfort.

This wasn’t how she thought power would feel. She had expected fear. Instead, she was being ...