Mate to a king

Bloom.

Who would have thought it.

The most dreadful thing, well what I thought was anyway, actually turned out to be me assuming the worst.

James has been nothing but a sweetheart over the past few days I have been back in the castle with him. Today, well today is the day I never look forward to. The day he introduces me as one, his queen, and two, to his family. What if they don't like me?

What if they think I'm not good enough?

I felt warm arms around me, I think James knows I'm panicking. Well, it's not hard considering I am visibly sweating and shaking like a mad thing.

Oh yeah, this whole mum thing. Well she is living in the castle a few rooms down from me and James actually.

The timing of her arrival was just, incredible. She explained the whole situation to me. Dad really was dead on the other hand.

I wouldn't stop crying. He was my world when we were younger, we would go on expositions together, visit

after

why she had to fake death and

the name of Calvin, to protect me from Aiden. They clearly did

well, except that note which still

single note, word or even a letter since that time. I reckon he has just given up, or he sent that before he was

introduce you to the pack. The worst part is the wolf community, but that won't be for a while yet." James said, stroking up and down my right arm, tickling my

the royal pack involves

we do the whole blood bond thingy to connect me to the pack, and then, I

being queen. The whole tradition means I have to wear a dress and it has to be a black and white ombré effect. I don't know why, but it is tradition.

am going to wear the one every generation of queens for the last 6

is supposed to represent peace and

show kindness through everything she does. No woman, man, child