Alexander
“This can’t be right. I’m going to try again, your Majesty.” Selena stammers. She came across as a very confident woman, kind of how my mother is, which I greatly respect, but we’ve been doing this for what seems like ages, and my head is close to exploding, while my wolf is struggling to stay inside and not rip someone’s head off.
“Alex, please.” I remind her that she can use my name and not titles.
Selena told me a million times she wasn’t exactly trained to do magic in the traditional way, and she’s what one would call self taught, but as she experimented on me, her daughter kept talking, telling me stories that she heard from others about her kick ass mother and her spells that helped everyone. No wonder everything was to keep me distracted, but I’ve had enough.
“Any pro
