Ellie’s POV
The Range Rover Sport pulls to a stop in front of the garage. My mind flashes back to when I sneaked and snooped around this palace, looking for the Alpha King.
Then, everything in and within its walls and vicinity felt very intimidating and threatening. From the gamma guards to the palace, which looked like it had been sliced from the Tower of Babel, and then the man they all referred to as His Majesty, Austin.
Now, I have no idea what really stampedes my pain, whether it is him or myself.
"You should go and meet him," the butler promptly suggests to me, as he turns off the engine, pulls the handbrake, and unbelts. "After you are done with cleaning yourself up first. I don't think you should let him come to you."
"Why not?" I ask him, unhooking my seatbelt as well.
"You
