***Caine***
“His Majesty has requested I return to Crescent Mane for reinforcements,” Gamma Wyatt mutters. “He wants to show the little Queen what a real King can do,” he adds, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This is not going to end well for us,” he shakes his head. “But in the meantime, you two will go to River Moon to deliver this,” he says, grabbing a sheet of paper and scribbling something on it before handing it to Korbin. “Make sure Zane gets that.”
Korbin stares at the sheet of paper and reads the note aloud. “Please rethink your decision. Your father needs you now more than ever. Signed Wyatt.”
A bitter anger ripples through me. Father didn’t need anyone else but me. I’m his heir, not Zane. He was a useless mutt for 26 years and he will remain a useless mutt for what little
