-Joseph-
I walk to the king’s office, my own coffee in hand. I don’t think that taking more of the potion would change anything now, but it’s a risk I’m unwilling to take.
“Kind of you to finally do your job,” he says as I enter. He doesn’t even look up from his work.
I shrug. “I’m sure you know what it’s like to finally see your mate again, seeing as you kept yours around for so long.”
His head snaps up, his eyes blazing with anger. “Found her yet?”
“No,” I admit. “I’ve been a bit busy. There’s time, though. I’ve got, what? Three generations? Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.”
He’s furious, though he’s trying to hide it. His eyes have always given him away, though. The average wolf wouldn’t recognize it, but as his heir, I’ve been around enough to know.
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