THE CEO ALPHA KING

Lonely

Writer's POV

Few minutes later, Grandma Felicia was standing before the king in his large sitting room.

Both of his guests must have left because the room was empty save for the Alpha King who sat still on his large chair and appeared to d in deep thoughts.

"My lord. Your Highness." Grandma Felicia bowed, showing submission to him. At first glance, the scene looked wrong. An older woman bowing to someone who was old enough to be her son.

But they all knew the king was far older than anyone else. He had lived for years, and could be two times older than the...