Myra looked around the room as Cole talked about how she should be respected since she was his mate and she took all the expressions in. These wolves were not happy with the fact that she was the mate of their king. Just as she suspected, she was not going to be welcomed any time soon but then again, she did not have a choice because she had no other place to go.

“My king, pardon me for asking but are you sure?” One of the men asked and Cole was not the only one who looked at the man like he was drunk. “No, think about it.” The man...