PRIMUS ALEXANDER'S POV
They felt the shift.
My Lykois, my Syntagmas. They moved without my command.
Without my permission.
The moment I left the room, the courtyard had turned into chaos. I could smell the unrest before I even got there. Dozens of them, trained men, elite guards circling like they were answering an alarm only they could hear.
One of the Syntagmas stepped forward, chest puffed. “Primus, we know the Luna is inside. Let us see her. We only wish to make sure she’s not harmed as we smelt a threat.”
The Luna.
They had called her that. Not traitor. Not thief. Not spy.
I struck him. Hard.
His body flew across the clearing, I didn't even care to look if he's alive or not. Then everywhere went silent.
“You listen to me,” I growled, holding on to the Core Fang soo tight t
