Alaric
“Impossible!” Bryan screeched like a banshee, his voice high-pitched and ugly. “This is not possible. Kelly is my mate, she bears my mark so how could she be your fated mate? There must be a mistake, Your Highness!”
The sound scraped my ears raw. My wolf, Frite, roared in my head, demanding I end him now.
I turned slowly, fury radiating from every inch of me. “You dare dispute my words? Are you insane? Do you think I care that you forced your filthy mark onto my mate? She does not belong to you. She was never yours to begin with. And I will erase both you and your pathetic mark from existence.”
Bryan’s face flushed red, his lips curling into a sneer. “You cannot do this, Your Highness! This is nothing but an abuse of power. Out of all the women in Ernysia, why did you choose to
