Chapter 41: Confession
“Ulysses,” I called his name in frustration of the fact that I did not want the information revealed as yet.
He turned and walked in the direction of our villa in a huff.
“Uncle, you just could not wait.” I turned to Uncle Marrok, annoyance laced on my face.
“Forgive me, Crown Prince, but you need to be clear and honest with him. We already know he is the Velunore Lycan. But what about you?” Uncle Marrok winked at me.
“What kind of Lycan is he?” Lowe's eyes penetrated mine. I could tell he was trying to read me. I pushed back his power and he stumbled back in shock. “No f*cking way,” he gasped.
“Don't ever do that again, Lowe,” I threatened him. He nodded in acceptance and rushed to stand behind Uncle Marrok as Randale burst into fits of laughter.
“You find this funny?” I demanded
“Crown Prince, you've been hiding for too long. Stop wasting time and go after your mate and explain. Clear this situation once and for all. It is about time,” Randale advised.