MAEVE POV
A couple of days had passed since my little chat with the alpha king, and I was not sure what to make of it.
Confrontation, I had expected from the get-go, along with heaps of intimidation, warnings, and threats—and I certainly received just that. What I hadn’t expected, however, was how easily he seemed to turn me away. Of all the qualities King Arlan was known and renowned for, patience and leniency were not among them.
If he had such a problem with me, why didn’t he order me to leave and never return? Banish me, if that was what he wanted?
Was there… even the slightest chance I was getting through to him?
“Well?” Xaden pressed with a questioning raise of his brow, cutting into my thoughts. He was seated on the loveseat in the drawing room beside me. Sunlight
