Uncultured brute

*Terrence POV*

I stand on the balcony of the tenth floor, watching the movements on the ground. This is a perfect spot to see everything without being seen.

There’s too much activity with the union guests leaving and those coming for the funeral arriving. This is the weakest period of any kingdom. It’s a good opportunity for any rogue planning mischief. I told Omario that I wont be attending the funeral because I would be celebrating, but I’m actually keeping watch. With him so confused about Abi, I have to.

“How’s my son?”

I don’t turn to look at my guest. I know the voice too well.

“That’s not why you are here.”

“You are cocky.”

“You knew that before approaching me.”

“Get out of my head,”she commands. I grin and lick my lips. Most people don’t even notice when I’m in their heads until I reveal myself.

“Should you not be mourning your trash mate?”I tease.

She would be really pathetic to mourn both Theo and his wolf but I already know that she is not.

“You are in my head, should