Chapter 39

ROZEN

I walked into the grand hall, I could feel the tension in the air. My father, the current king of the lycan, sat at the head of the table with a stern expression on his face. I took my seat next to him, trying to keep my composure as I waited for him to speak.

"Rozen, I need to talk to you about something important," my father began, his voice low and serious.

I could feel my heart rate pick up as I braced myself for what was to come. "What is it, Father?" I asked, trying to sound as calm as possible.

"It's about Klay," he said, his eyes flickering with a mix of concern and disapproval.

"What about her?" I asked, already dreading what he might say next.

"I've been keeping a close eye on her, and I don't like what I see," my father continued. "She's a human, Rozen. And not just any human. She's the one from the prophecy."

My heart sank as I realized what he was talking about. The prophecy had been passed down through generations of werewolves and lycans, warning of a human who wo