Chapter 13

Chapter 13

-Peter (Hours before the departure to the royal capital)-

Since I might as well be dead without Rosie, there is nothing more that I have to lose.

I would very much prefer to be known as a foolish slave that dared to challenge the king of the werewolves than a slave who had the love of his life taken away from him pathetically.

….

I keep telling myself that but I have been shaking down to my core and have been standing outside of the king’s designated building for almost an hour now.

Finally gathering up the courage to move forward, I go to the entrance of the building and was immediately stopped by the crossing of two spears from the two guards that were standing in front of the building.

“Go back slave! His majesty has ordered that not a sole step foot into this building without his approval as his mate is exhausted and her majesty needs to rest soundly” One of the guards bellowed and pointed the sharp end of his spear towards me.

The reaction was instant. I felt c