Denzel’s POV
“As long as she remains on my land, no harm will come to her,” I said firmly. “King Jamar may be ill, but I have a standing treaty with him. Until he draws his last breath, the Lycans are bound to respect it.”
Tyrell exhaled heavily.
“He is sick, Denzel,” he pressed. “What happens if he dies tomorrow? Where does that leave us? You fought tooth and nail against going to war for King Fabian’s sake would you truly go to war for Venessa?”
I shook my head.
“I will never ask anyone to lay down their life for another,” I said, ending the discussion there.
What I didn’t say what I didn’t need to was that while I would never ask it of anyone, I would give my own life for her without hesitation.
“I hope you know what you’re doing,” Tyrell said quietly.
I nodded once, then allowe
