“This is the future queen, Lady Allissa. Once she is crowned, I expect you all to refer to her as her highness or her majesty. For today, Lady Allissa will be just fine.” Winifred patted my hand with a smile.

“We should have a toast to our future queen,” Cleo said, motioning one of the servers over. The server handed us each a drink as Cleo raised hers in the air. “To our queen. May she lead our pack with wisdom and grace.” 

I wasn’t buying this act at all, and I knew something ...