Chapter 41. The Future Queen

Aria’s POV

“Hu… Uhm… why not,” she sounds nervous despite how strongly she strives to act.

“Hmm…” I grunted with tight lips.

I watched her shaky hands pull the door open, I walked inside pushing her slightly on my way in.

She parted ways for the Lycans to walk in.

Entering inside, everywhere went quiet, and the atmosphere took another turn as everyone had their tongue tied.

There was tension in the air as my fierce eyes swept across every single soul, the so-called uncle of mine was sitting beside the television stand with his daughter Jessy looking like a raincoat chicken.

“Who sits when the future queen is still standing?” Jefferson snapped, inflicting them to instantly stand up.

I smiled before pacing around the house with a thoughtful smirk.

Stopping at the staircase, I stretched out my hand and traced it against the stair edges.

Bringing my hands closer, I noticed the dust on my finger.

When I was still in