Nicholas’s POV
I stood on the balcony, hands gripping the stone railing so tight my knuckles turned white. My eyes scanned the forest stretching out beyond the palace walls. The trees looked peaceful, but I knew better. They were out there somewhere…hiding, waiting for night to fall so they could strike.
My jaw clenched hard. This was all because of one vengeful bastard who couldn’t accept that his wife had fallen for someone else and had a child with him. After so many years, he still wanted Hazel dead. My mate.
The thought made my wolf rage inside me, clawing to get out and tear everything apart.
“Your Majesty.”
Marco’s voice came from behind me. I didn’t turn around.
“She’s here,” he said quietly.
My jaw tightened even more. “Liora.”
“Yes. She’s disguised as a man, thinking nob
