“No.” The King’s refusal came without missing a beat. Deyanira who was in front of him froze, then smiled, utterly in denial.
“…Pardon? I must’ve misheard you, Father.”
“I said no. I will not allow divorce and end our alliance with the House of the Wolves.” He shook his head. “Lord Ren de Bach may attack and commit treason at any day, according to my informants. And the werewolves have promised to be our final line of defense. I…” His index finger firmly pointed to himself. “cannot lose them.”
Her brows twitch as quiet fury grows inside her. “So…” She scoffs, failing to accept the incredulous words that leave her mouth. “Your Majesty is saying that we need their manpower, so we will sacrifice one of us?”
What’s more unbelievable is the man that claims he is their father calmly nods. As
