"Send me Longe, I need informations about who those damn f*****g werewolves were"
Blade Said, walking towards his office.
"What are your plans?"
Carson asked, following after him, but not failing to send Longe message that the King demands his attention.
"I needed to know who those damn mother fuckers were. Who dared layed their disgusting hands on my mate. She is so damn scared of me, she is so damm scared of her mate and I feel like ripping you apart if you keep asking me those questions. Now where is Longe?"
Blade asked, walking towards his chair. He slumped down on it, cropping his hands on his head, he was having a damn banging head ache, but he never cares. Carson kept mute for a while, not knowing what to say, obviously scared of the King's last statement, without b
