Chapter12

The Alpha King's Hybrid Mate 1255 words 2025-04-01 10:04:43

Brandur



“What? Escaped?” I groaned in fury. As long as my brother was still alive, the claim to the throne sat on thin ice. I would never escape being second.



“Have them hunted down,” I commanded. “I want their bodies returned dead. And if you fail, I'll have your heads offered to King Edward as a peace offering for the murder of his daughter.”



Damon and Alaric—the generals of Yormsborg, bowed their heads as they departed. I could tell how scared they were when I made mention of the mad King.



“Sire, we've tracked their scents,” one of Yormsborg's warriors said to me. “They are enroute to Castleburg.”



“Castleburg?” I exclaimed. I had known my brother to be lovesick, but not mad. He would never venture to Castleburg. Or was it that he was desperate? But ……

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