22. Birth of an Alpha

What do you want, jerk?

That is what I wanted to say, but Daniel and his brothers are guests and also royalty.

I have to be respectful to my neighboring allies.

I placed my hand over my heart and lowered my head as I curtsy. "Your highness." I lift myself. "Thank you for coming."

"Alice is there any way you and I can have a private talk."

I lift my brow.

"If you have something to say, say it here," I tell him. "As you can see, I have to greet my other guests. I'm surprised you aren't worried about being surrounded by monsters. Not to worry, they serve under me. I give the orders."

I made it sound like a threat, but Daniel didn't seem too intimidated.

"Okay, first of all. What are you wearing?" He asks.

"Excuse me?"

"This is supposed to be a costume party that you initiated, yet you are wearing what those women wear in the Dust District."

The Dust District, hence the name, has no pavement, only dirt in the lower part of Whithold.

It's where the scums, low life, and women give their