“My Queen,” Karel said softly, offering a slight bow as he entered her study.Calista didn't look up immediately. Karel locked the door behind him, turning toward her with eyes full of mischief.“I think I deserve a reward for all my efforts,” he said, stalking toward her like a predator closing in on long-hunted prey.Calista’s jaw remained tight, her brow furrowed into a sharp, hard line. She crossed her arms, anchoring herself into a rigid wall of disapproval. “Oh, really? And what shall we celebrate, Karel? Your failure?” she hissed. “My husband is back in the palace, healthy and ready to rule for many years to come.”“Calista, admit it—you need me,” Karel smirked, undeterred by her frost. “It’s not the time to pull your ‘Ice Queen’ act. I’ve secured the loyalty of the top Alpha packs. I’ve made alliances with rogues to help your precious son take the throne faster. I did all of this for you...” He reached out, cupping her cheek, a smile playi
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