Zaid
After entering the Palace, Harold leads me through the winding halls and directly to the throne room, as I suspected he would. Knowing how much this man yearns for power, I silently watch him for any sudden movements. Instead, I’m surprised when he turns to face me, a look of disgust on his face as he takes a tablet out from the inner pocket of his robes.
“How long were you planning to keep that little mate of yours a secret?” he asks, his voice low and filled with anger.
“That’s none of your business,” I snap, my eyes narrowing as a feeling of dread washes over me. Harold snarls, his sharp gaze meeting mine as he takes a step closer to me.
“You listen here, Zaid Nightcrest. I have ruled wolfkind for twenty years while you were just a little pup with milk behind his ears. I’m stil
