Chapter Twenty-Nine

Macbye had suspected she was coming on too strong with her bites of hatred directed to the Lycan King. He did not want her to spoil their plans with her wayward tongue. He had also sensed the murderous intent coming from the King like waves. It sounded warning alarms in his head.

Oblivious to this, Marilyn grew hot with anger, her smile finally dissolving into a dark frown. Her glare felt like a hole was forming in the back of his head, but he did not care.

He had finally shut her up and saved her from being killed.

While the two were sharing their disagreeable moment, Ryanne was forcing himself to remain calm. Perspiration broke off on his skin due to fear.

His nerves were chaotic in his body, and his beast was fighting to be out. The thought that the Royals knew about this made him feel on edge.

Squaring his shoulders, he appeared disinterested, but inside him, a war of worry was brewing.

“And why is this important?"