R O S A L I E
"That little b***h did what?" Freya exclaimed. It was weekend and Freya and Faith came to spend the day with me. Faith was too busy coloring to even pay us any kind.
"I told you she called me fat," I repeated. "And Axel got all protective and Alpha on her, which was hot, but it didn't make things any better."
"Of course it didn't," Freya said, looking even more angry than I was. "Because that little brat needs to be put in her place. She's a spoiled, entitled princess who's used to getting her own way."
"What am I going to do, Freya? I can't compete with that. She's royalty. I'm... me."
"So what? You're the Alpha King's mate. That makes you royalty too. Higher than her, actually. You're going to be her Queen. You need to start acting like one. She’s not completely ro
