Chapter 41

Betrayed by Blood~

"You called for me, my king," Carol says, a sultry smile at the corner of her lips as she gently shut the door behind her. Alaric stood by the window, a pipe between his lips, smoke curling through the room. Carol licked her lips as his gaze flickered over her. She had her own agenda, of course, but she was allowed to enjoy herself even while planning.

The king was more of a man than her husband had ever been in all his years of living. Right now, she had the opportunity to be with a real man. A man who knows what to do with his woman.

King Alaric turned around, his eyes narrowed at her, a smug smirk on his lips. "I did," he replied coolly, beckoning her with a stiff finger.