Chapter 11
"She survived the bite somehow..." The Queen mused. The King nods, "Something about her will power is riveting, she's a fighter."
"Damn right she is. I had to sleep on the floor of my own room. I hate her denial! She's my mate god dammit!" Azrael growled out clenching his fists. The King let out a hearty laugh before sighing.
"Realizing this my son... you risked her life... you're mate would've died because of you if it wasn't for her strength... now you must understand the immense responsibility for your actions. You will have to marry her, since she's a Dracu wolf now. You will inherit the throne, her rulling by your side and producing strong pups that will continue our species existence."
Azrael nods, "I understand father. She won't be too happy about having to marry me..
