Chapter 8. The Alpha Is Mine

Queen Galina’s POV

“Ahh!” my palm struck the gold vase on the table and it went flying to the other part of the room shattering to pieces. My clothes were ripped to the side, my cheeks disarrayed with dried-up tear marks and fresh ones copiously flowing down my cheek.

I didn’t stop there, unable to contain my pain, and pushed the classic wooden table to the floor while disrupting anything my hands or eyes could lay on.

The Alpha has never raised his voice to me before but today he did and left me on the floor in disgrace. How dare he? Was I losing my grip on him so soon?

Still caught up with my madness I didn’t hear the sound of anyone getting in when the door got slammed for a split second my gaze trails the door only to fall on- Lolita, my most trusted maid.

She had a tray which I could easily guess contained my night meal but little did she know my stomach wasn’t able to accept any meal nor even to drink.

“Oh, goddess. Please what hurt you, my