Ramose!

Luke's patience was wearing thin, frustration and pain twisting his heart in an agonizing coil. Even after saying so much, the girl did not react.

'Does she not care about the beast or am I doing something wrong?'

No matter what he did or said, it had no affect on her. In such a situation, how was he going to achieve his goal? Was using force the only way?

"By the way, your mate must have seen the danger you are in by now. So, why isn't he here yet? Or does he not care about you?" He really didn't want to use force on her, so in the end, he decided to make one final attempt.

The absence of her mate when she needed him most will at least hit a nerve, right?

Luke, who desperately wanted to take Versailles away clenched his fists, the foil of every single one of his plans making him feel a strong sense of powerlessness and defeat.