“You are a sight for sore eyes, your majesty.” He curtsied. Feigning seriousness, she replied, “thank you, thy servant.” Suppressing a peal of laughter, she turned around. However, one look at him and she couldn’t hold it anymore. “May the goddess help you, what in the hell’s world are you doing?” “Queen, I am bowing.” “Oh, you wish. I did rather you hop for me.” “Ouch, my heart.” He grinned and straightened. “Alpha Ciandra, what is it?” An exasperated sigh escaped her heart-shaped lips. For two hours, she had been standing at the highest top of the mountain looking below, hell, she looked like a queen staring at her kingdoms. Only that, she was troubled. The weary feeling in her stomach intensified, her father, Alpha Hunter Craton left six months ago to protect the Nightstar Pack, his period had ended two weeks ago, and by now he would have been back. Alpha Ciandra knew her father wouldn’t extend his stay as she was expected to leave for the Dark Shadow Pack soon. The Vagabond
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