FIFTY

DRAVEN

“He’s dead,” Smythe informed me.

“Good job,” I slammed the phone down and turned back to Duron.

“Now that it’s settled, it’s time Esme starts participating in other duties as your Luna. Stop caging her,” he told me. I knew that quite alright and didn’t need a reminder from him. She’s had all the time to get used to the palace, now its time for work. But I knew she may not be in her best of moods at this time.

She may hate her mate or wish him dead, but the fact remains they were mates and they share a special bond so she was going to feel the pain of loosing a mate. But I wasn’t going to give her time to grieve because time was something I didn’t have to spare. Now that the introduction ceremony is out of the way, she needs to put in more effort in the work around here, hopefully she doesn’t mess things up. And she needs to visit the palace Oracle.

I frowned at the thought. The oracle is the only one that can decipher Esme isn’t really my mate. As an oracle of the goddess,