The Lycan King’s opposition to my upcoming marriage to Isaac seemed both reasonable and unreasonable at the same time. I knew it was probably surprising to hear the news that his son was getting married after years of being a notorious playboy, and I knew it was probably even more of a surprise to see that he was getting married to the Werewolf President’s recently divorced daughter, but the words spewing out of his mouth seemed entirely unfair.
I couldn’t help but stare speechlessly at the king as he continued to badmouth me, my eyes flickering off to the side as anger started to bubble inside of me. If Isaac was his most cherished son and had refused to marry for so many years, I would think his father would be more than pleased that his son had finally chosen his Luna. This should’
