The Alpha King was confident that the elites would never dare overstep. They all knew what would happen if they did.
“My King,” Salzar said quietly, after a moment, “Let me go with you. The Noble Alpha is here; Master Vernon is here –”
“No, Salzar,” the King replied in the same tone, holding the powerful shifter’s gaze. “I will return. Unless they want the wrath of an entire kingdom falling on their heads, they cannot harm me.”
“Whoever is behind the traitor cannot harm me,” Mason stressed.
Salzar hung his head, his shoulders hunched.
Then, he straightened. “I obey,” he stated hoarsely. “I will return when the group is assembled,” he continued, bowing low to the King, and then respectfully to the Head Healer.
He left the room as quietly as he had arrived.
“I told you to come to my c
