Wendy squinted at him.
"What was he going to do?" She thought.
Alpha Cole wasn't able to sit still in his place, and Sylvia was also a little bit nervous.
"Can I pursue you? I want you to be my mate." After passing through the crowd, Levin mumbled while looking at Rory with a smile.
After listening to his words, there was a drastic change in King Blake's expression. His smile faded away and he turned to look at Levin.
His terrified gaze was fixed at his face. It was one of those stares which made people panic.
Although Levin wasn't scared at all, and he did not even give a second glance to King Blake, because he only had his eyes on Rory.
Under the dark yellow light, Rory's hair had a soft luster, as sacred and inviolable as a goddess. The reflecting white fishtail skirt also exuded a sacred aura.
Rory also looked at Levin through the crowd. There was an indescribable expression on her face and did not answer.