Liam’s POV
And I thought we had an uphill battle before all of this s**t, my wolf sighed, sounding almost resigned to the fact that we wouldn’t be going anywhere without a fight.
Let’s only go there if we have to, I said--- remembering an old poster my grandfather had in his office.
“Never fight until you have to. But when it’s time to fight, you fight like you’re the third monkey on the ramp of Noah’s Ark—and brother, it’s startin’ to rain!”
I have a feeling you’re going to have to fight more like a gorilla than a monkey, my wolf snickered, probably trying to cheer me up. I shrugged him off and returned my attention to the king, who was still eyeing me with an expression not even I could read. However, I wasn't the type to play mind games, and to be honest, I just wanted this conversa
