“I thought we were going for a stroll and would be walking?” I asked Azalea. How else are we going to see everywhere in the pack if we don't walk around?
We were both standing outside, blocked by over fifty royal guards who looked scared of Azalea but still stubbornly insisting on us getting into the carriage and them following us about.
Azalea brows were furrowed, and her arms crossed over her chest, “what's going on with all of you?"
The one I assumed to be the leader stepped forward and bowed low, “We are sorry Queen Luna, but alpha king Lothar asked us to follow you and ensure your safety.”
“ When did you start following me and down to ensure my safety?” Azalea asked, her face now morphing into an angry frown.
The leader's eyes flicked to me before quickly returning to Azalea, “t
