The moment Elena heard that voice, she knew it was Lennie. She would never forget the voice of the woman who put her through the ordeal. And she hadn’t even a clue why Lennie was here. She exchanged a look with her parents, and then decided to answer the door. Lennie had already known who she truly was anyway and, she had been seeking an opportunity to confront that shrewd dragon princess.“Go back to your room,” she mouthed to her parents, and then walked towards the door.Once her parents got inside the bedroom, Elena pulled open the door and then saw Lennie standing outside, smiling at her. “Hi, sweetie,” she said with an intimate, sweet tone, “I’ve been thinking of you all the time since the last time we parted.”Elena curled her lips too. She could play this phony game if that’s what Lennie wanted. “I’ve been thinking of you too,” she said, “It’s such a shame that a smart princess like you has to marry a scumbag as her husband.”Lennie’s eyes turned cold, but she didn’t drop

Ragnar was on the very verge of losing it. Every cell in his body was in a huge fury, roaring, burning to bite the old king’s head off, to shred him into pieces, and to burn him into ashes. He wanted his blood on the scene, and wanted the whole world to know what a despicable cowardice their respectable king was. But he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t afford to lose it right now. Lennie made it very clear that if he didn’t play along with the king, she would harm Elena and her wolf. And if he attacked the old king in front of the whole country and failed, the king would have the perfect excuse to lock him up and execute him. He couldn’t just hand the victory to the old wolf like that. He must wait for the perfect opportunity to kill that old dog once and for all. “Just stay patient…” Throughout the whole night, he kept telling himself and Raven so. Inside his head, where no one could see, his eyes were bleeding blood, but in front of that curious, overenthusiastic crowd, he ha

Lennie had never been so angry before.She was sneak attacked by someone who was supposed to be a useless slave and an ignoble worm. When they first met, Elena was such a helpless love-brained moron. She was in love with a piece of garbage like Cory, and she let a man manipulate her life.Lennie despised such women. She thought that all weaklings should just go die and she should never have sent Elena away in the first place.That night, when Elena knelt under her feet, Lennie admitted that she was overwhelmed by the pleasure of power. Elena begged her like she was already the Queen of Supreme, and she just enjoyed the feeling of deciding someone else’s fate.“What the hell,” she thought back then, “Look at her. She was such a pathetic lowlife. Even a bedbug could have a better life than her. Even if I sent her to her mate, what could she do? She is doomed to die by her stupidity.”She sent Elena to Ragnar as a bad-taste joke, enjoying how Ragnar would react after finding his mate was

The moment Cory heard that order, his heart twitched with fury.He might be weak, but not stupid. He fought Ragnar once. He knew the chance he could win a battle against his big brother. Him killing Ragnar would be committing suicide. Yet, his father asked him to do it only because he didn’t have the ball to do it himself.Cory hated the old wolf even more. But he kept his attitude humble and obedient as usual.“Sure, Father,” he answered emotionlessly, and then started to walk out of the meeting room like he was controlled by the Alpha order.His secret research under the hospital had enabled him to be immune from his father’s order a long time ago. He just couldn’t let the king find out yet.“I haven’t done yet! Where are you going?! You little prick!”The old king growled from Cory’s back. He was grumpier than usual because of the unexpected appearance of Ragnar.Even since that nanny disappeared with Ragnar’s body 21 years ago, he had been searching for them like crazy. He was sur

The moment Cory fell on the floor, Ragnar clutched his glass with anger. Wolves didn’t pass out because of illness like humans did. Apparently, Cory drugged himself, or let’s say, the old king drugged Cory for some sick reason. Either way, Ragnar had to take Cory to the hospital now. “Or we can just leave him here and go back to enjoy our engagement night with her,” Raven swung his tail indifferently, “Even if he dies, it’s none of our business.”“They saw us with him in the bar, alone,” Ragnar said. He was pissed off by his sneaky brother’s dirty trick. They indeed got witnesses tonight, but those witnesses would portray Cory as the victim, him as the perpetrator. “If he died, or someone else found him like this. They would assume we attacked him or did something to him. The old dog would have the excuse to arrest us and execute us,” he said. Raven grunted with dissatisfaction. He hated those calculated sneaky tricks. If he wanted someone dead, he would fight fair and square.“Are