Chapter 105

One week. That's howling she will be here and there will be another female to freely talk with. Two weeks ago I sent out an invitation for Penelope to come here, and she took it, pouncing right away as a royal messenger had delivered it to her personally.

By supper we are seated at the Royal table, the long and rectangular table, the wood taken right out an elvish forest with the white bark causing an illusion to appear like marble.

As Penelope finishes off her white wine, she turns to me, leaning back as the second course is brought on. "Would you like to know my biggest regret in life?" She asks, watching as I raise an eyebrow. Penelope takes another sip of the alcohol, looking around the palace. "Ever since I was seven my parents told me I was to achieve greatness, to become a great female Alpha. Hell, they said I could do better than most the ass-hat Alphas from my pack."

I nod, wondering where this is going.