Claimed by the Wrong Alphas

Charis

While I was struggling with the topic of who Darian was sleeping with and who he wasn’t...

I noticed the curious look on Luna Alice’s face; she was enjoying the conversation.

"Yes," Darian nodded. "To that Northern bastard. I hate the Norths so much. He took her virginity. I was looking forward to that."

I swallowed hard, reaching for Marcus’s cup of water, my heart was thumping loudly. I was literally here, and everyone was discussing me. What else did they know?

"Careful, Darian," Marcus hummed, shooting me an amusing look. "His brother is here."

Darian’s gaze flickered to me. "You’re lucky, you’re nothing like your father and your brother. Cold, proud pricks..."

"Darian," Luna Alice protested. "Language."

"The first thing I would do once I become king is to take away the stupid autonomy that makes them rule differently from us. It annoys me so much that they do as they want."

Marcus leaned down to me again, murmuring. "He’s drunk... don’t worry."

I gave him a forced smile, forking up a huge piece of cake into my mouth.

"Poor Luna Eva!" Luna Alice sighed, shaking her head. "She used to be a belle in her days, now Silas has made her a shadow of herself."