Balthazar is in his office, hiding from Morticia. On the way home, she kept talking about Jesiree being a witch. She can’t allow her to get away with hurting Dionne. Bria was quiet and still processing that Jesiree was a witch. She thought the queen was a sorceress.
“Why would Can make the statement about deceitfulness? Jesiree and fire. That doesn’t make sense. All I smelt was a werewolf. But Bria swore the ball caught on fire when Jesiree raised her hand. Maybe my mate is right. A war might just be the thing. I might not be a Lycan, but I would make one hell of a king.” He’s drinking whiskey. “I never thought Can and I would be on opposite sides. It’s a good thing he doesn’t have telepathic powers. I must keep my mind clear and think carefully before speaking."
Morticia walked into the
