Chapter 49

CALIFF

“Thank you for inviting us.” Shadow didn’t hide the bitterness in her tone.

“I’m finally happy to meet my granddaughter,” the old man said. “Shadow, what a unique name for royalty. Didn’t your mother give you a name, Raven?” Royalty.

I inwardly groaned as it became more apparent now. My mate was a fucking Lycan Princess.

Fuck.

“Well, you just have to get used to it because I prefer Shadow now, Alexander.”

“It’s High Lord Alexander, Shadow,” Alpha King said, correcting his daughter.

“So, I should also call you Alpha King or Father, or do you prefer just Sebastien?”

“She’s my granddaughter, Sebastien,” said the old man. “She can call me however she likes.”

“However you like it, daughter.”

I held her thigh because I felt her anger boiling in her blood. As Lycans, they had the same blood running in their veins, they had more control than us werewolves, and their emotions and senses were more heightened than us.

Jud