Chapter 32. Daring Royal Date

This was certainly not what I expected. I watched the Alpha for a few seconds, thinking that this was nothing but a joke and that he was going to start laughing any minute now, but he stared at me, waiting for a response. 

“Are you being serious?” 

He nodded, his eyes dancing with excitement as he kept looking at me. “Does it look like I’m joking?”

“Well, it feels like it. I’m an omega, I can’t be your date. Especially at somewhere as extravagant as a royal ball. And you know that.”

He chuckled lowly in return. “I’m not going to let the standards of the Elders run my life, Rue.”

“Standards of the Elders? It’s the standards of almost every werewolf pack out there.” 

His gaze held mine, and a hint of defiance glimmered in his eyes. “Maybe it’s time someone challenges those standards, don’t you think? I don’t care about their rules. I care about what feels right.”

I could not help but feel a sense of confusion and flattery. “But a royal