His Own First
Chapter Fifty-Two – His own first
Prince Asher walked into the lab where his messenger awaited him. The Lycan bent his head to the ground and bowed. "Forgive me, your highness."
A frown crept to Asher's lips on seeing no werewolves for him to work on. "Oh, what's your excuse now, Slime!"
And he had to escape a meeting to come here because he heard Slime returned. Asher sighed. Still, it was rare for Slime to slack in his duties so he must've good reasons.
"I had already gathered the werewolves to bring to you. I had like twenty of them already!" Slime seethed.
Twenty? That was a good catch. Asher plopped down on a chair and kept his legs on Slime's lowered head. "And then? They fought back and you couldn't take all of them?"
"Never! You know I'd take them anytime!" Slime boasted. "But they did fight… but I conquered. But… but… then their Alpha came to protect them and that's when I lost."