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Chapter forty four

Lucien POV

I got a maid to point out where the training field is located and where I can find that traitor Ken of a person. I was directed there and I was quick to go finding him. I need to be done with this quick and get back to my mate.

I got there roaming my eyes around the field filled with teen werewolves training themselves until my eyes landed on a man teaching a certain person to shoot a gun; they were taking turns to learn actually.

I scoffed walking over to them. “You seems busy,” I said, announcing my presence through that. At the sound of my voice he stopped his teaching, halting his movement and turning straight to look at me.

The same weird smile he always have that seems to annoy me every single time he curved it curled up his lips again. “My prince,” he called sounding jovial; I can sense the fake in everything he does, “I wasn’t the least expecting you here,” he stretched his arm apart in a way I just wish to break them.

“We need to talk.