25. Erus' POV
I know that Naya will leave my room and cry and cry about what I have said to her, but I don't feel sorry for her.
She has started to become too comfortable and I am not alright with that.
The fact that she and I somehow got entangled into a mate bond doesn't mean s**t to me.
She is still a third class citizen in my city and it's annoying enough to be associated with her. What's the saying? No amount of water can make a pig clean enough to be king.
Just after she has left, Fillipia knock on my door and comes in. She knows what she has done, so she immediately falls to her knees with her hands clasps in front of her.
“Alpha, I am gravely sorry. Your wife, she–”
“Naya.” I correct her with a growl.
“Naya,” she nods as she takes the correction. “She insisted on he
