After her snarl faded, a smile tugged at her lips. The thought of being a Princess sent a rush of pride through her chest, and she let out a low snort.
'Now that I'm a Princess too, I'm no lesser than that bitch Addison,' she thought with venom.
Her gaze drifted back to the man she now had to call "father." To her, he was nothing more than a meal ticket. Yes, he was tall and handsome—but he lacked the overwhelming aura of the Alpha King, and his body held none of the power she so admired.
No matter how she looked at him, Dimitri seemed lesser. The realization soured her pride because it meant that Addison still stood above her in rank. Claire's smile faltered, her brows knitting together in irritation.
