10. Not Enough Reason.

Esme’s POV

I sucked in air at the grand entrance they were giving him. I had already felt that the fleet of cars and all those people there when we landed was already impressive.

From my side eye, I could see Silvan's calmness to all these. It was clearly something that he was used to.

“Alpha,” a middle-aged lady stepped out from the lineup and curtsied.

“Madame Helene, how is mother?” Silvan asked, and my ears perked up.

“The Queen demands that you come to the west wing first. She has invited all the core family members.”

Silvan turned to look at me. “Would you like to meet my mother?”

While I wasn’t mentally prepared, I didn’t think refusing was an option. This Madame Helene worked for his mother and would communicate everything to her.

Even though I now knew that Silvan wasn’t as ruthless as I thought him to be, there was no way I would underestimate anyone from the Royal Lycan Empire.

“If I won’t disrupt your meeting, I can tag along.”

Madame Helene nodded subconsciously, le