"You asked a she-wolf to protect you? Shame on you," I paused, sneering, "Alpha Jeremy."

Jeremy gritted his teeth and stepped forward, but the wolves guarding the arrogant Alpha blocked his path. They should've let Jeremy face or surrounded me—it didn't matter. My only priority was to get Delilah back.

I didn't care if my body was crushed in the process as long as she stayed by my side.

"King Elijah, please." Vincent looked at me, his whispered words distracting my attention. "We don't want to make things worse. We entered their territory without permission."

"So?"

"What we want is for Queen Delilah to return safely. Let's not make things...