"You can not go, Your Highness! I won't let you." Istra blocked the lycan king's path, stopping him from leaving the palace.This argument had gone on from the lycan prince's bedroom to the meeting room. It even extended to the hallways until they were both standing on the small steps at the entrance of the majestic building.Eyes were on them, even the lycan prince watched them both, excluding himself from the ruckus. He was angry but he didn't want to be blinded by his anger as his brother was.He still retained his sense to know that it wasn't her fault. Xylia was not a bad person, she was just unfortunate to had fallen prey to a dark side of her that was too powerful for her to control.And what Istra had said about being unable to revert the situation was heartbreaking. He had come to love her. He wanted her. His regret was never officially telling her he wanted her as a mate.He had not accepted the mate bond and she was so sweet she had not pestered him about it."Leave my way
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