Heavy silence followed. Ancient.
Then Ruel studied him carefully before asking…
“And this human girl… are you certain she can survive becoming the mother of a royal heir?”
For the first time that night, Wilthon hesitated. Only briefly. But enough for Ruel to notice immediately.
The old doctor’s gaze sharpened. Then slowly, a faint smile crossed his aged face.
“Well,” he murmured thoughtfully. “That is unfortunate.”
Wilthon’s eyes narrowed. “Explain.”
Ruel turned away calmly. “You’re beginning to care for her.”
The room instantly grew colder. But the old doctor merely chuckled quietly to himself. Because after centuries serving royal wolves, he knew exactly how dangerous that could become.
“Why her, by the way?” Ruel asked. “I was truly curious, Alpha.”
The ancient library fell in
