CHAPTER 234

PRECIOUS

“Your King is dead!” I bellowed, my voice raw with fury.

The Princesses and all the other Lycans suddenly ceased fighting, turning to face me with wide eyes.

Taking slow slides towards them, I dangled the head in my hands, with a toothy grin plastered on my face.

“You bastard! How dare you!” One of the princesses surged forward, screaming at the top of her lungs, and sent a kick in my direction, but I was quick to evade her.

I spun around, bending low with the head still gripped in my hands, and watched as she fought to regain her stance. The others came for me, but Richmond and Duke fought them off.

When the fallen princess was up on her feet, she lurched again, and this time, I didn't let her go. I raised my right leg, driving it into her midsection with all my strength. She staggered back, gasping for breath, but I wasn't done yet.

With a swift, fluid motion, I swung the Lycan King's head at her, the gruesome trophy serving as both a weapon and a symbol of our defian