Hearing this, a kind of annoyance settled over me, but I quickly shook my head in denial; after all, my true intentions were never to love the king.
“I know. And I'm very sorry to bother you with this. I suppose you and the king...” I said, trying to guess what was going on between them.
But I couldn't even finish speaking when she let go of my arm and shook her head abruptly. “Oh, dear, I'm impressed that you don't know who I am. You really are new,” she said in a mocking tone.
I wanted to ask again, but the woman placed a hand on the table and rose from the bed with a gasp of pain.
In fact, she looked quite ill; however, what caught my attention most were her clear eyes, which seemed empty, as if there was not a lycan inside her, but something darker.
Unable to process this, the wom
