“Are you nervous?” Leo looked concerned, and Sheila couldn’t help but shrug guiltily.
“I never met a King,” she said.
Like duh.
What was wrong with having some issues about it? The man was royalty, even if he was sick.
“Actually, the King of a Lion Pride is no different from a Wolf Alpha,” he tried to assure her, but Sheila had her reservations.
No Dire Wolf Pack had ever lived in a Palace with servants. They certainly didn’t stand on ceremony. Wolves ruled by might and loyalty. Anyone could challenge for the position, though Dire Wolves argued against that. As a mostly nomadic species, they could simply leave if they did not favor a ruling Alpha.