(Logan’s POV)
At first, it was the Beta who saw the invitation.
He cries out in shock, "Alpha! The princess is Evelyn?"
What?
Evelyn?
My heart races as I lift my head and followed his finger.
He suddenly lowered the invitation and shook his head. "Sorry. It's just the same first name. I must have been mistaken."
I take a closer look at the invitation and notice the royal surname and title. I shake my head, "Aaron, she can't be the princess."
It’s only a coincidence.
My mother notices my hesitation and leans in to look over my shoulder. She picks up the invitation, her sharp eyes narrowing as she examines it.
“Evelyn? Logan, I know what you’re thinking, but honestly, how could it possibly be that rogue?” she scoffs, a sneer tugging at her lips. “There are plenty of people
