War

Memphis's P.O.V

They now want war. So be it. The entire atmosphere in the room changed dramatically as Casper spoke to the person on the other end of the phone, and I could immediately feel Casper's beast revealing itself and being ready to strike at any moment. The only problem is that the queen could be in danger at any time, and I dread the worst if anything or anyone tries to hurt or harm her. Casper is currently like a bomb that could go off at any moment. He has the power to obliterate everything and everyone in his immediate vicinity. The only way to prevent this catastrophe is to keep Zuwena safe, but that's tricky because she isn't currently on the estate and anything can happen—a lesson I had to learn the hard way.

How many men is she with? I have noticed that Casper has been trying to maintain his beast since learning that his soulmate is not at the estate. Even though he makes an effort to hide it, he seems anxious, and I can sense his feelings. and I don't feel good about it. One of the present soldiers replied hesitantly, "Five to ten, my Lord." You've got to be kidding me, right? Casper asked, annoyed. Where is General Malcolm? Casper inquired with the soldier who had previously responded. General Malcolm, who is in charge of the queen's security, seems to have been too busy today to give a damn about the safety of the person he is charged with guarding. He was preoccupied with mating with some fresh female soldiers, so he transferred that duty to someone else. The fact that disobeying the king's order results in death is interesting given that this man has given up on life itself. These people are so damn audacious, sweet bloody God.

Casper almost lost it after finding out what General Malcolm did. Putting the queen in danger is one of the crimes that are on the level of betrayal, and the result is death. Casper wanted to go get Zuwena by himself, but after finding out about "the elders'" move to attack some of the villages in the north as a punishment for opening his eyes to marriage, he was supposed to have done with one of the most power-hungry crazy women to ever exist on the face of the earth. Something that I find crazy as those innocent people will be facing death thanks to the lack of marriage of their king. Those old men are nuts. He changed his mind and went to protect his people, which I find fascinating because no other vampire king has ever put the lives of his people ahead of the livelihoods of his mate. As Mrs. Janie usually says, this boy certainly deserves the throne. Mrs. Janie is a powerful witch who was the late king's lover and the late queen's sister, my stepmother, and the great and sweet Queen Nessa. a true mother, a woman who gave me a home and a pleasant atmosphere in which I grew and shaped me into the man and leader I am today. Thinking about her brings me to tears. She was different from her sister; she was very pure, whereas Janie was the true definition of evil with capital letters and in red. A story for another day, but once you hear Mrs. Janie, I mean my biological mother, run.

King Casper III's P.O.V

Nowadays, everybody around me has the unmitigated gall to test me, which I will not condone. All of these individuals have been engaging in whatever they want, but this has to stop. It will begin with returning the elders to their own respective positions and ensuring that Lt. Gen. Malcolm is grooving to the same music he has selected for himself, and trust me, things will be more fatal than anything else he has ever encountered. I told my number two, who was standing by the door waiting for my orders, to get the military jets ready. He instantly communicates the message through the earpiece and exits. I turned my attention to Memphis, but He instantly assured me as we locked eyes, implying that he understood what I was trying to say. He merely stated, "I got you, brother." I can now go to battle with the elders without being worried about losing my mate. She isn't any longer defenseless.

I quickly communicated with one of the secret service agents who was accompanying Zu at the moment and made myself clear about them protecting my girl, and if they make any mistake that can lead to my mate getting hurt, they and their families will indeed face the unpleasant reality. Everything appears to be fine based on our brief exchange, as my lady was still shopping peacefully, which I still find cute even if I am not there to see her. I can not stop myself from wondering if she has that beautiful smile on her cute face as she is seeing and touching different fabrics.

"Your highness," one of my soldiers called by the door, and I cut the link between myself and the other dude protecting my mate and turned toward the waiting soldier. Everything's in order; now is the time. I swiftly followed the soldier to the fitting room, where Mrs. Cleo, my tailor since childhood, was waiting for me. She is responsible for all my closets and ensures that everything concerning my security is up to date, which is a grueling task, to be frank with you, because it was and continues to be challenging to fulfill all of her security queries most of the time.

Mrs. Cleo will have to give up the closet aspect because I want something to occupy her ( Zuwena) while the battle goes on while also giving me an opportunity to get to know her better while keeping her by myself. Mrs. Cleo will be in charge of security and will assist my soulmate if required. Your Majesty? Mrs. Cleo attempted to get my attention while I was thinking things through. "Please allow me," she said as she assisted me in buttoning up my combat clothes. She toggled the buttons quickly, and I put on my shoes and boarded the aircraft that was waiting for me. Okay, boys, let's go and have some fun. I speak through the headphones, and all of the boys respond with "yes, sir." I can tell it's going to be a long late afternoon!