36: Adeline

||Claire||

“ Let's go in. Our meeting has been long overdue.“

Clayton exhaled hearing my reply.

He visibly relaxed and nodded. Then he squeezed my hand in his but I could tell he wasn’t so sure about it. But then, he opened the door to his office with his left available hand.

A drop-dead gorgeous, middle-aged woman of about 5’6 rushed towards us she was in a perfectly pressed green dress and a pair of stilettos.

Her hair was auburn and her eyes were electric blue.

Her face was heart-shaped and even at her age, I could see her gorgeous curvature and stunning long legs.

Her beauty was incomparable. Her title as the queen of werewolves and Lycans suits her. She is exactly what I envisioned our queen to be.

I almost stared myself down. I was nothing like her. She was a perfectionist and I was quite the opposite.

She swayed her body gracefully striding towards us.

“ Clayton, dear,” she reached out to my mate and took his large form into a hug.

“What are you doing here mum?” Clay muttered i