~Third Person Narrative~
There are no secrets that stay buried forever. When chaos erupted at Kael’s mansion, word traveled fast— Lycan Princess Lyra was going into labor.
Back at the resort, Evelyn had just slipped into a new outfit when the news reached her. She stepped out of the dressing room, heels clicking softly against the marble, and walked to the window. Her expression turned grim.
The rogue prince’s fate still hung in the balance. And if his pup couldn’t be born safely, the Royal Family would lose its eldest son, its rightful heir and its first born grandson.
No one would be left to stand in her son’s way.
A flicker of ruthless resolve passed through her eyes. Without hesitation, she opened the window. A gust of cold wind swept in, lashing against her skin like a warning.
