I wondered what they thought of me.
They had seen Aris at his worst when I was Elliot’s prisoner and before that they must have already heard about me from their wives. I was the human, the low-life and the queen all wrapped in one. As I stood before them today, I was also the queen who killed an alpha.
Demetrius looked at me with pure interest in his eyes, though his face was as emotionless as it always was. Garrick was less keen at hiding his emotions, though he did not seem disappointed that I had survived Elliot’s capture. If anything, for the first time ever, he looked at me with respect.
Not everyone shared this outlook. Aris had insisted I spent a few days resting when we returned to the palace, but he knew that he would not be able to keep the truth from me. Some alphas were
