[56.1] The King (part-one)

Legions POV

I stomped into my mansion in fury, eyes searching around the place for that bloody bastard, “Caleb!" I yelled watching as some obviously deranged maid run into the next room trying in vain to get out of my line of sight, maybe the one good thing that happened today.

From the airy silence that came to greet me, I knew all the other Lycans had already sensed Xeric’s fury and my wrath from the moment I had stepped back onto this property. it had become a routine for them I noticed, sometimes I wondered if they had alarms that rang whenever they sense me coming so that they could hide. Not that I blamed them, no one wanted to be in the presence of their Alpha whilst I was in this mood.

Xeric was angry, angry that he was taken away from his mate. I searched for the bloody guardian that had called earlier and told me to immediately come back to the mansion. His tone sounded urgent and I hoped for his seek the issue was of dire importance. I had