Lane Conlay’s POV
‘If he dares not believe us, Lane, we’ll bare our fangs, rip his throat out, and take command of this entire army ourselves,’ Nyra snarled inside their shared mind, her spiritual form bristling with deadly, wild arrogance.
The threat left Lane quietly amused. Take command?That was entirely out of the question. Even with Nyra's immense hidden strength, Prince Kaelen bore a terrifying, sovereign presence that naturally made every single wolf follow his command without hesitation.
If Lane dared to even try baring her fangs at him, every elite soldier in this camp would fiercely tear her apart, even if she was General Conlay's daughter.
Prince Kaelen stared down at her, his golden eyes narrowing into slits as he pondered her words.
"You have the testimony of a scholar fr
