When King Goldclaw delivered the bad news that Lady Redfang would begin training with him to become an elite warrior, Lucien Black was dumbfounded. When the alpha told him she agreed to help cancel their engagement, he was positively speechless.
Lucien wanted to believe that she’d finally seen the light. That she’d given up causing havoc chasing a man who was never hers to begin with. But his hope was fleeting. She hadn’t wavered once in four years since reaching marriageable age, it’d be foolish to think she suddenly changed her mind as if on a whim. No. He was sure she was plotting something, the same as ever.
Even though Celeste laid low at training, he didn’t trust her. That’s why he kept an eye on her the whole time. Not because she looked fierce like a warrior queen sparring agains
