Lara lifted her gaze at him. How did he know? She didn't want to talk about her life. It didn't matter if they had saved her once. She was going to try and forget George. "My reasons are of no concern to you." "They are my concerns because we saved you and you are staying in my palace. I need to know in case of an emergency," Cage insisted, knowing she wouldn't want to talk about it. She was in a complicated situation. "I'm grateful you saved my life," she glanced at Brad. "But I don't want to talk about my life to strangers. If you believe that I might cause problems for you, then I'll gladly leave with my daughter." "And where will you be going to?" He cocked an eyebrow. Cage knew she had nowhere to go. Her expression told him everything. She was very easy to read. "That's none of your business," she answered and he growled. Lara whimpered, scared. Brad had had enough. "The both of you should calm down. We can talk about this calmly. And Lara, you're not going anywhere."She g

Lara stood outside, contemplating what to do. The guard in front of the throne room stared at her like she was a pest. She didn't mind though. Being used to it. Brad was the only one currently in the palace that she could talk to. She was happy Cage was gone. At least for now. She had been avoiding Brad too for some time. Her wolf was set on her getting close to them and she didn't want to. It would be a disaster on her part. Not like they were interested in her. Brad was just nice while Cage was downright rude and cold. She had no choice. Pacing in front of the throne room won't help her cause. Taking a deep breath, she walks into the throne room where Brad was. He was speaking with Ted when she walked into the room. They stopped talking and glanced at her. Lara paused. She wasn't aware there was someone else with him. She turned to leave."Lara," Brad called her. She turned back. "Come here," he ordered. She walked towards him and stopped a few inches away from the throne. "What

Everyone stop!" Cassandra yelled, causing them to stop from starting a protest. She glanced at all of them, displeased by their attitudes. It was just one werewolf. One clueless female! They didn't have to act like they were scared of her. "While everyone understands the hatred for werewolves, we should not punish an innocent person for it," she said loudly. Cassandra's ears turned pink after her words left her lips. If any, she would usually be the first one to pick on her. But after saying all this, it'll be hard. "But why must she work with us? I don't want her here!" Another guy spoke. She glared at him till he lowered his gaze. Lara couldn't speak. She didn't understand why she was being hated. Her daughter was loved but not her. Their gaze has always been one of hatred and anger. "It's an order from King Brad," Cassandra warned them. "Anyone who has a problem with it can go to him." They all kept quiet. Nobody wanted to go against the King. "Lara, you will be working here

"Wait! Please," she cried out as the mob suddenly came after her. They didn't listen. Two hefty men grabbed her. "Please! I didn't know!" "Don't listen to her. She is a werewolf. They always try to take things that belong to us. Now she has destroyed our work for the day, she must pay for it!" Someone yelled. Lara shook her head. "Cassandra please," Lara tried to fight the men holding her off. She swung her legs, hitting one on his chin. It only made their hold on her stronger. Cassandra's hands were tied. She didn't know what to do. Also, there was no way to call Ted and he'll get there in time. They wanted someone to blame and she had unknowingly placed herself in that position. "Everyone calm down. Let's think of another option," Cassandra yelled. "No, she must pay! I expect you to do more than this too Cassandra!" Alice yelled, inciting the crowd. Cassandra frowned at her. She walked up to Lara and slapped her with all her strength. Lara fell to the ground. She quickly held

"You've heard them," she stated. He nodded. "Yes, I just heard about it." She looked at him with disbelief. "Okay, are you going to do something about it?" "What am I supposed to do?" Cage didn't understand why she was worried about it. It was just a name. "Your Majesty! I can't go around with people staring at me like some prostitute!" Lara said, fighting the urge not to yell. "It doesn't matter, Lara. They will still think about you like that so it's preferable not to think about it at all," Brad told her. It was hopeless. She didn't want her name tarnished by anyone. "I don't like it. Please, Your Majesty, you could send a warning or give an order to your men." Cage saw how submissive she was when asking something from him and smiled. He loved it. "Okay, I'll do something about it," he agreed and her tightened chest let out a breath of relief. Lara didn't want to be seen as any other thing apart from their mate. "Thank you, Your Majesty." She turned to leave. "Don't thank