Lucius was watching the sun getting closer to the horizon. The shadows were getting longer. Soon, the night would take over this place. It was his last day in this pathetic pack, and he was sure I would be memorable. One way or another. The Dragon King was standing on the porch of the pack house, watching the people, who did their best to act natural. Of course, they knew he was leaving. Lucius could almost feel how they impatiently waited for this moment.
- It is almost time. They did not show up. - Callista spoke, standing behind him. - It is disappointing.
- Why is that? - The Dragon King asked without genuine interest. The day was not over yet.
- I thought Kaitlyn would be more reasonable. - The witch replied. She wished to use some more appropriate words to describe her rival, b
