WHEN LYCANS CLASH

“Exactly what I expected from you, Xavier Damon,” Rhea laughed. “Of course you would be tempted to play hero and save her life. But let me quickly remind you that you’re outnumbered.”

“You can’t kill me,” Xavier said looking her in the eyes.

“You would have made a brave king,” Rhea shrugged. “Too bad my father is already interested in that title. You have to bow before him and he would want to have the daughter of an Alpha. It would be a good bargaining tool for him eventually. I’m pretty sure Alpha Ferran loves his daughter.”

“She is a person like you,” Xavier said. “You’re not any better than her. She is not a bargaining tool.”

“We’re all bargaining tools, Xavier,” Rhea sighed. “The earlier you realize and acknowledge that fact, the better it would be for you. If I were to mistakenly wander into the North unguarded and without my father’s command, do you think Alpha Ferran would allow me walk free there? Of course not. He would take me as his prisoner and do what with me? He would