Kael
Kael sat alone in his office, gulping back the threatening tears and glaring at his useless investigation files. What a waste of time. Nothing here had helped him understand Vincent’s cryptic warning about Freda. If anything, it had just made him more certain that Freda was the lost Lycan Princess, because there was nobody else who could be.
Even if a part of him might wish there was.
He shook his head, trying to knock the thought away. Maybe Vincent had just been toying with him, as a subtle revenge for being kept in the dark about Freda’s return by Kael and his father? That made about as much sense as any other theory. It just didn’t make sense that the regent, of all people, would warn Kael to be suspicious about Freda’s identity.
After all, Freda had the royal-white coat
