Bearing the weight of rejection
Lisa’s POV
Meeting Anita was always a good thing. She made me so happy that I didn’t think about anything else. She was my closest companion.
“I will be leaving to see my mother, Linda,” I announced.
“Isn’t that too early, ma’am?” Linda asked.
“No,” I replied, opening the door. “I’ll be right back.”
As I left the room to see my mother, I encountered my enemy.
“Isn’t this the king’s mate?” she sneered. I ignored her and walked past.
“Stop right there,” she demanded, grabbing my arm.
“Are you deaf?” She yelled and dragged me back. “I ask you to stop.”
I folded my arms and grinned as her bitchy look amused me. “Who are you to stop me?”
“I am his true mate and queen. You’re just a breeding machine,” she mocked. “You should respect me because I’m his q
