Drake was busy in the palace, leaving Emily in his royal house. He was busy training himself when someone called him outside the training room.
“Alpha, alpha!” Beta Dillon called him.
Drake stopped and looked at the Beta sharply. “What is your problem, Dillon?!” he growled annoyingly.
He saw him with fear and unexplainable emotions. “A-Alpha,” Beta Dillon’s scared voice stuttered.
Drake knitted his forehead and walked towards the door, and opened it.
“What happened, Dillon? Damn it!” he asked, cursing.
“Your s-stray… your stray was fainted, alpha.” Beta Dillon is trembling while telling the truth. “I send Millie and Lilac to the royal house, and their findings is that. . . she was poisoned.”
Drake crumpled his fists and got his towel. “Damn it! Who did that?!” he growled. “How’s my
