DRAEKON took menacing steps towards Vaelora. The word 'pathetic' rang in his mind, stinging him like salt on an open wound.
"You're lucky you're Luna," he said through gritted teeth. "Were it anyone else, they'd be kneeling in chains before me for that 'little' outburst."
Vaelora didn't even flinch, regardless of how his gaze threatened to crush her. She was hurting already.
"Well, isn't that funny?" She scoffed. "You have put Zayn in chains already. Psychological chains."
"You should be grateful I went lenient on him. On you both!" Draekon snarled. "You think tampering with a royal mating bond is an offense to be treated lightly, don't you?"
"We tampered with nothing!" she shot back, her lie making him even angrier.
Now Draekon was only a hair's breath away from Vaelora, and the t
