atly on her lap. She met Doyle's bloodshot, furious eyes with

nder for the throne. You are the one who constantly undermines his military achievements in front of the King. If the God of Slaughter truly seeks revenge for what happened five years ago, his primar

deeply unsettled him. He hated when she analyzed situations better than he could. "Th

t is incredibly late, Your Grace, and you are reeking of another female's scent. This is a lady's

tinging sharply at her blatant dismissal. "Do not think I am desperate to have

e replied, her voice like glacial ice, utterly dev

isrespect your Alpha!" Doyle snarled, kicking a wooden chair out of his path. "You are nothing but a declining

ors so hard the hinges groaned and dust fell from

ber, her face pale and streaked with tears of worry. "My lady, the Duke is truly fu

d held them together with his strength and tactical brilliance, but now that he was crippled, his wolf core shattered b

trembling. "If what the Duke says is true, will the God o

nder's true motives. Why would a male she supposedly wronged send her a highly public courtsh

air Doyle had kicked. "He protected the rogue female who destroyed my brother's life. I cannot, and will not,

r forgiveness. His aide, Quinn, secretly observed the Beaumont estate, only to report back that Elena hadn't taken a single step outside her gates. She spent he

ce any longer, Doyle finally swallowed his pride and visi