Asher’s POV
“Ohhhhhh no!”
Vanessa’s voice tore through the hallway for the fifth time since she got the news that the Lycan King had claimed Nora.
She was pacing the room like she’d lost her mind, muttering under her breath. “How? Did she seduce him? Bewitch him?”
I leaned against the doorframe, already tired. “Will you dress up for dinner or not?”
Her head whipped toward me. “Why would you even bring dinner up?”
“Because, Vanessa—Lycan King. That’s who we’re dealing with. Remember?”
She groaned and threw herself into the nearest chair. “I can’t believe I’ll be sitting at the palace dining table with that thief.”
“We both know she’s not a thief.”
If gaze could kill, her glare could have burned holes through me. “Are you defending her right now?”
I didn’t answer. I just pulled my
