King Tobias

“My King, what are you doing here?”

I raise my eyebrow at Anthony. “Is that any way to great your King?”

Anthony lowers his eyes while bowing. “No, My King. Please accept my apologies. Won’t you come in?”

I follow Anthony into his home. Home, it’s a bloody castle. Fuck knows who this idiot thinks he is, but most swear Anthony believes himself to be King of our clan. Anthony isn’t King, and it’s high time I put this cunt in his place.

“King Tobias, is something wrong?”

Anthony offers me a seat, but I shake my head. I do not want this man to think he can get me comfortable. I learned thousands of years ago never to let your guard down.

Anthony is fifteen thousand years old, and he’s always been strange. Collecting treasures that don’t belong to him. I never really gave a shit because it never caused me any problems.

However, collecting women is not something anyone has ever brought to my attention. My gut dropped when Orrin told me about Amanda Maddox, the Queen of the bear shifters. Th