HUNTER'S POV
I was ready to retire for the night after an exhilarating evening with my mate when King Robert called. My uncle wasn’t one for casual conversations, so I knew this had to be important. I quietly made my way downstairs, careful not to disturb Cyrilla, who I could tell was on the verge of dozing off.
“Where are you?” King Robert asked, skipping the pleasantries.
“I took Cyrilla out of town,” I replied, keeping my tone even.
“Son, it’s not safe for you and your mate. Go home as soon as you can.” His agitation was palpable, sending a ripple of unease through me.
As King Robert filled me in on the unfolding crisis, my heart raced. It appeared Nikolai had managed to uncover the identity of the rebel and was now working with an ancient witch—his former wife. King Robert detaile
