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I hear knocking at the door and frown. "I thought Angel and Zella were still at the hospital?" "They are," Jaxon says, looking just as confused. "Well then who's at the door?" I ask as I stand up from the couch. "No idea," he murmurs. I pull open the door and my eyebrows furrow. "Who are you?" I ask. "I'm Taylor . . . " she says. "I'm sorry I was looking for the dragon king, I was told he had arrived recently."

The man said and the leader turned away from her to face his subordinate. Seeing the blank signed check stamped with the renowned Robertsons' family seal, the leader, named Bobby, snatched it from the other man as his eyes shone with greed. He didn't knew how this wench got such a huge luck, but Bobby already had a brilliant idea in his head. With a woman as this with such a luck, he could always find her whenever he needed such easy cash again. He grinned with delighted mischief as he turned to face Loki again. Reaching out his hands, Bobby pulled her up to a sitting position, his renowned mischievous smile still on display.

"I was just about to come looking for the four of you." Emma sighed in relief. "My apologies, Mother. It took a bit longer than expected," Theo calmly apologised," Where is Father?" Emma simply released a sigh before shaking her head with a smile,"A king will always be a king, Sweetheart. He's mingling with other royals and acquaintances. You know he can never sit without doing anything." Theo hummed and nodded in agreement before leaning down to press a kiss onto my cheek. "I better go amuse our guests." He sighed, clearly not pleased with the idea even as he gracefully dragged his body towards a group across the room."

and said, "Your excellency, the invit-" Viscount Severo failed to finish his statement as the king uttered, "Burn all those invitations." "As you order, your excellency. But, it's been forever since you visited this area. Are you perhaps observing something, or are you thinking of something?" "Thinking about where my rationality was," the cold king replied. "P-Pardon?" The perplexed Viscount almost dropped his jaw, hearing the composed king utter something nonsensical. Then left after seeing where the king's attention was, none other than watching the queen from a distance.

" Yes I met with the king because he had an assignment for me on that very day ,If you sir thomas had investigated this matter well you would find out that I wasn't in the city the very day my father was poisoned to death " " You never can tell you might have paid the servant that was unfortunate to have been caught in the act some few Gold coin to have carried out your plans while in your absence" " Tell me sir thomas how can I kill a man, who had been my father all this years ,what will be my gain " " You stand to gain everything My lord we all know the throne was suppose to be given to Lord Alexander theodore , But unfortunately your father changed his mind and gave you the throne,so you

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

“Drogomor’s defenses are strongest here and here. If we attack from…” Suddenly, we were interrupted when the tent flap burst open, and a young scout stumbled in, gasping for breath. “Alpha!” he wheezed. “King Derek... he’s here.” I froze. “What did you just say?” My voice came out low, dangerous. He couldn't be here. He dared not show his face here after everything he had done to me, to my mate. “The Mad King is at the border,” the scout stammered in confirmation. “He’s demanding an audience with you.”