“Let go of me!” I hissed angrily.

I tried to pull away, but the damn guy twisted my arm behind my back. I let out a groan, but no one dared to help me.

“Don’t make a scene. You’re just a lowly creature.” The guy sneered, laughing along with his friends.

“Elijah...” I whimpered.

“Who’s Elijah?” the guy chuckled quietly. “Your boyfriend?”

“Her king.”

The voice came from behind the guy, and suddenly, the grip on my arm loosened. I immediately pushed his hand away, and he and his friends groaned and bowed.

I stepped back, relieved to see Elijah standing across from me. I was so grateful to see...