Chapter Fifty-Seven

~ Zora

I stood there as Roman glared at me, fumbling for words to say.

“Be careful how you speak to her,” Nox said calmly, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“Despite your friendship, she is still your Queen.”

Roman glanced at Nox, and his hardened gaze softened. He nodded and stood away from the wall.

“Any news from the men?”

“Apparently when Troy and his men were run out, they liased with other rogues and came together to become a pack. There are hundreds more where they came from.”

“Any info on how they knew where my mate would be?”

Roman’s forehead creased, shaking his head as he looked down causing his hair to fall around his face. He swept his hair back with his hand, looking haunted. “I don’t know what happened but I can’t get any more information than that.”

Nox’s brows pulled together as he folded his arms and widened his stance. “What do you mean?”

“I mean there’s a block. Everytime I try to pry into their minds and make them tell me more, they get seizures or suicida