Della fumed as she watched Mari walk away. "She really is a royal bitch," Della muttered, turning to Eva.
"She's clearly jealous. Don't worry. There is no way they can take Jax from you. If Jaden admits Jax is his, he all but confesses to rape. He would lose his title. And they would try to get Alexander to do it. Or me." Eva said thoughtfully. "It's too bad the werewolf world isn't socially advanced enough to realize a female can lead just as well as a male."
"Wait, so even though you have the same bloodline as the Alpha King you can't be the leader? We can have a King without a Queen but not vice versa? And wouldn't that make Jared the Alpha King?"
Eva thought about it, realizing she wasn't really sure about these intricacies of royal werewolf law, since she had never desired any part of the pomp and circumstance that seemed silly and meaningless to her. Packs governed themselves, and the ones that got in to trouble usually faced the Werewolf Council, not the Alpha King.
