Chapter 40.
Becca gasped as she walked around a thick group of trees that kept the large house hidden from view. It was three stories high, made predominantly out of wooden planks, all painted red. The red flag with a white cross and a silhouette of a wolf danced in the breeze as it hung from its flagpole at the bottom of a perfectly cut lawn area, edged with rhododendron bushes, and other little flowers Becca did not know the names of. It was perfection.
“Wow,” she turned and smiled/
Fredrick determined his favourite thing in this world was his Princess's smile, and he made an oath to himself that he would do everything in his power to keep that smile on her face.
“When the pack first formed, this was the royal residence. However, the former Crown Prince, my grandfather, decided t
