-Alana POV-
We stayed at Marcos until midafternoon, trying to figure out this whole mess. After, Kingston and I headed over to his side of the territory since it's closer to Marcos. It’s night already so Kingston suggested I stayed at his pack house today. Tomorrow he and I are having another meeting and Hector is coming to meet us here.
“Ready princess?” Kingston asks.
I look at him and remember that he called me that back when we were at the caves.
“Why do you call me that?” I ask him.
He smiles. “You are technically a princess.”
“Yea?” I say more like a question because I am honestly not sure if that still stands. It was a long time ago.
“And I also like how its sounds on you. It suits you.” He says now in a sweet tone.
I smile and go to open the door since we are alread
