Hades’ hand finds the small of my back, gently guiding me forward as we follow the king’s emissary out to an awaiting car. The ride to the castle passes in a daze, my mind reeling. I knew I was royalty; snippets of childhood memories had revealed as much, but the reality of it had never fully sunk in until now. Pulling up to the grand estate, it dawns on me that my younger self had been correct in assuming Grandfather was the Alpha King. But then what happened Why did he turn us away that fateful night we sought his aid The unanswered questions swirl in my head as we’re escorted inside.
“The king will be with you shortly,” the emissary informs us, showing us to a plush sitting room before taking his leave.
“Thank you,” Hades replies with a nod as the man departs.
The click of the door c
