Watching in amazement as the Lycan King was brutally fighting off the beasts to protect Angelique, Pearle glowered.
That was not supposed to happen. The presence of the Lycan King was not part of her plan.
It irked her.
Her mood had already been sour from his sudden visit, and seeing Angelique here had made it worse.
“Do not let the Lycan King kill the beasts! We need them alive, not dead!”
Ordering the Sprites guards, she remained poised and attentive.
She had to think of another alternative—and fast, or else her facade and plan would crash into a million pieces.
Bowing, the men rushed into the battle. They were amazed by the Lycan King fighting. His movements were precise and powerful, dangerous, but stealthy. He was a force to be reckoned with as he sighted his second victim with burning silver eyes.
It showed that he was beyond anger.
They had never known the Lycan King to be so ruthless.
Nonetheless, they had to intercept before things turned uglier.