I said nothing to counter those words, because I was fully aware that countering his words would do me no good; he had taken power in the most gruesome manner, and all anyone including me would expect of his is nothing but tyranny, backed by gross dictatorship.
I watched him scurry out of the library, then in the balcony, and off he went to Cormac his right-hand side warrior. I could see them through the window, but seeing them link up once again was neither my problem here.
The problem here remains that he just reduced me to his Mistress, after taking Dante’s life right in my presence, and in the presence of the entire pack.
I scuffed and spurned to the door. I knew I had no choice left, if not to willingly accept what fate had ferried into my path.
I sat on the stool next to me. The
