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I tried to bite Voss’s hand, but it was plastered against my face.

“It’ll happen soon enough,” said Voss. “The fucking sigmas had turned soft on me. I’m the real leader of the Wild Wolfmen. Howl’s Edge will be ours soon, baby.”

Vanessa clutched at her dress, watching as Voss dragged me away from the palace grounds. I kicked, punched, and tried to scream, but none of that had an effect on him.

Nineteen

LUKE

Ineeded to make things right with Princess Lyra.

It was her choice if she wanted to be with Kodan or not. I was starting to realize that maybe I was a little jealous of her affection toward Kodan, and the more I accepted it, the easier and better my relationship with her would be.

I walked towards the terrace, where I knew she would be sitting with her mother. But when I made my way over there, I couldn’t see her anywhere.

“Hello, my queen,” I greeted her mother, who was sitting alone and deep in thought as she sipped the last drop of her tea.

“Luke, my son,” she said cheerfully, setting down her cup. The somber expression on her oval face disappeared at the sight of me. “How’s marriage with my daughter?”

“She’s splendid,” I said. “Do you know where she might be?”

She pointed north. “She’s at the graveyard. Visiting.”

“Thank you,” I said, heading off toward the graveyard.

Lyra must have had a depressing chat with her mother, which would explain her mom’s sorrowful look in her eyes before I arrived. I wanted to help her. I wasn’t around when she was ten and lost her brother, but she told me every painful detail she could remember.

I nearly crashed into Vanessa, who walked down the path toward me on her way back from the graveyard.

“Is Lyra over there?” I asked.

She shrugged her shoulders, walking past me with her nose in the air.I never liked that lady. I needed to see Lyra. It was a long pathway to the graveyard, and maybe I should have cut to the shortcut and walked between the trees.

But I wanted to give her the time she needed.

Upon reaching the graveyard, I sniffed the air. Something didn’t smell right. Scanning the area, I couldn’t see Princess Lyra.

She wasn’t here.

A tinge of her peach scent lingered in the air. It was strong in some areas, which must have been her strong emotions coming here. Then I sensed another scent when I got closer to her brother’s graveyard. It was familiar, and it evoked bad memories within me. Bile nearly rose in my throat.

It was an alpha's scent.

Another alpha had been in the area.

Vanessa was lying about not knowing anything. Vanessa’s scent was all over the headstone as I sniffed everywhere. My heart pumping with adrenaline, I knew instinctively something bad had happened to my innocent omega.

She was probably taken by surprise.

Running toward the palace, I went to confront Vanessa. She knew something, and she was hiding it from me. When I reached the throne room, I saw her conversing with Armon while twiddling her thumbs.

“Vanessa!” I roared, making my way over to her and wrapping my fingers around her neck. She gasped and then smirked, confirming my suspicions.

“What’s the meaning of this?” asked Armon, looking back and forth between us, his hand grabbing my arm, trying to pull me away from her.

“Where’s Lyra?” I demanded. I tightened my hold around her neck, and her eyes began to bulge with fear at seeing how serious I was.

“Stop…the baby,” she pleaded, rubbing her stomach. I relented, loosening my hold just a little. “Let go, you fucking moron.”

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