Claimed by My Enemy Alpha Mate
They wanted more bloodshed, not a premature end to the fight.
As the soldiers moved toward Hommes, the warrior who had disarmed him lowered his weapon. Slowly, he removed his own helmet, revealing a head of silver hair and bright, golden eyes.
It’s Klaus! I gasped, covering my mouth in shock.
Why was he here, in such a dangerous battle? Worse, he had just humiliated a prince, a highly disrespectful act. I felt a wave of worry wash over me.
"Your Highness," Klaus said, bowing respectfully to Hommes.