45. Seed Of Death

KING ARCHIE’S POV

“How is she here?”

I blurted out, still holding my women because I wasn't sure the petite woman had good intentions. Her facial expression was hostile to me just like the rest of her people. Was that disdain in her eyes or was she confused just like I was?

“You can relax and lay your women down, Lycan King Archie–”

“Not until I am sure that healer isn't going to kill them to avenge those that her people are loyal to.”

I seethed. My voice was malicious as it accuse the house of healers because the petite woman was one of them.., she smelled like them and the color of her iris showed that she was… only healers have white iris… only them.

Although, Amanisa exhibited that special trait last night when she was sitting on the Moon Throne.

“I might look like a healer and I should even say that I am a healer like you have assumed…” The petite woman uttered. She spoke out even before Alpha Cale could and she also exhibited the strong traits that I knew all healers to hav