Talking Back To The King

POV: Xander

“Thank you,” I muttered softly, kissing her even more. It’s nice to know that someone has my back despite all the traitors around me. We were still at the waterfall and she lay peacefully in my arms as the waters cascaded down into the river next to us. The sounds from the waterfall are enough to hide our scent and block out our conversation from anyone trying to listen in on our conversation. Even our wolves knew about the danger we were facing, so our inner thoughts were being shielded from outsiders as we created a bond that was stronger than any other.

It seems I’m considered a daddy’s boy who has to seek permission from my father before taking any action. This is why I’m being taken for granted by everyone, including my lycan brothers. My father is still the king, so basically, I still take orders from him before taking any action. And sometimes he makes it a bit difficult for me and he makes me look incompetent and dependent on him.

I guess that is what the rogues ar