The Hidden Luna Queen (Maeve and Xaden) novel Chapter 95

THIRD PERSON POV

That wretch did it— Isabelle seethed as she furiously threw open her bedroom door and slammed it shut behind her.

It was one thing for Maeve to talk back to her. It was another thing to humiliate her in front of the very people she had worked so hard to impress her entire life.

But now…

Now, she somehow had been able to turn almost the entire royal family against Isabelle, despite having all odds stacked against her from day one. How was that even possible? How were they so willing to accept a girl who so callously broke practically every rule in the Luna Princess rulebook that Isabelle was so careful to follow?

Grinding her teeth, she stormed over to her vanity mirror to loosen her blonde hair from its confines.

Maeve was always a gutless nobody… a lowly, pathetic excuse of what a true respectable alpha’s daughter was supposed to embody, and an outlier in the entire hierarchy of the Werewolf Kingdom. It disgusted Isabelle to watch this girl all those years ago in Moonstone, how she could shamelessly act so weak and submissive when an alpha’s blood coursed through her veins. Such behavior defied the very rules of nature.

Wolves like Maeve did not belong in their society.

Especially within the presence of nobility.

She had thought Alpha King Arlan was on her side. She had been so careful to emphasize all of Maeve’s faults and shortcomings because she knew how much of a stickler he was to attain nothing less than perfection.

But he… defended that wretch. Tingling with rage, she tossed aside her hairpins.

Why would he do that?!

All of a sudden, the door to her bedroom creaked open as someone entered. She did not need to look up to know who it was—the thick earthy scent of her alpha mate was impossible to mistake.