Chapter 45

Oscar stormed out of Blair's throne room, spitting out the door with disgust. Blair's relentless, stubborn demeanor had gotten to him this time, and he wondered if he'd be able to work with him anymore. Oscar had thought he could control Blair and make him his puppet in his battle for the Alpha's place with Augustra, but Blair had become too hot headed for his own good. He needed to be put on a leash.

But as Oscar made his way down the long hallway, he was distracted by a loud crash coming from the throne room. He stopped in his tracks, his heart racing. He knew he should keep going, but his curiosity got the better of him and he slowly crept back towards the throne room. He peered in to find Blair standing in the center of the room, surrounded by a pile of shattered glass.

Blair's gaze met his and Oscar felt a chill run down his spine. Blair's eyes were wild and full of rage. Oscar had never seen him this angry before. Blair let out a feral roar and Oscar took a step back, his heart