THE LYCAN KING’S OBSESSION
"Silver wolves are dangerous omegas, Mom! The prophecies say they are an abomination meant to bring destruction! Omegas are weak as fuck, and rogues cannot be trusted—they are scum! She is all of those things wrapped into one. I am going to reject her."
Deep inside my mind, Vane let out a feral roar of protest. “Don't even start!” I warned him internally.
"You will do no such thing, son!" my mother thundered, her own royal authority flaring to life as her voice echoed off the walls. "I, your mother, absolutely forbid you from rejecting a poor, defenseless girl!"
"You cannot tell me what to do, Mother," I countered, straightening my spine. "I am the Lycan King."