Third POV

“I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be able to run away with those things while escaping with her mates as she claims, those assholes!” He spit to the ground, twisting his lips into a disgusting smirk. He was disgusted by them, his heart burned for revenge which he fulfilled before he'd known peace.

“She didn't,” George spoke up. “They are there in the corridor of her apartment.”

The king got what he wanted to hear and resumed with his speed. A strange aura however came upon him as no single soul was found outside, no cadet nor instructor came out to salute him as usual. He turned to his...