CHAPTER 8 : THE FATEFUL AGREEMENT
Kane
The news of the Lycan King's arrival sent a shiver down my spine, a foreboding chill that mirrored the frosty landscape around me. I followed Markus through the snow-covered paths, my mind racing with thoughts of how to face the enraged ruler whose daughter I had unwittingly lost.
As we approached the grand audience chamber, the imposing figure of the Lycan King awaited, his eyes ablaze with a mixture of impatience and wrath. I stepped forward, attempting to conceal the turmoil within me, and bowed respectfully.
"Your Majesty," I greeted, my voice steady despite the storm brewing within.
The Lycan King's gaze bore into me, his words a low growl. "Alpha Kane, your negligence has tested my patience. Where is my daughter?"
"I am doing everything in my power to find her, Your Majesty," I replied, my tone a blend of regret and determination. "The snow has made the search difficult, but I assure you, she will be located."
The Lycan King's eyes narrowed
