BUSTED!

Beta Darius's POV

If the guards and royal attendees found it strange that their Lycan king's right hand and second-in-command with his sister were scurrying about like greased pigs on a scorching hot day into the throne room a few minutes to midnight, no one dared to show it.

There was nothing that could be done about that.

It was either this humiliation or brutal death.

As evidenced from the barely concealed laughter from my lesser subjects, it was clear that we picked humiliation.

Death wasn't an option. At least not yet.

Not until the "Lycan King of Adivaine" was dead and left with no one to bury his body. Then I might consider dying after I've ruled Adivaine to my satisfaction.

Alexia huffed and panted, "I'm just playing along with this, Darius. Later, you must tell me what made you think that there is another Freya that was created to kill us."

I chortled mirthlessly. She always seemed to forget that I was a Lycan.

I also had dark magic.

The muscled guards at the entrance to the