Bella’s breath seized in her lungs as Karic came to a stop a little behind the commander of the Grand King’s army.
His eyes focused on her unwavering in their intensity. He was dressed all in black. His clothes looked finely made. And he held himself in way she’d never seen before.
The few times she had been with him. He had looked soft, and approachable. Now he looked hard, and lethal in a way she never imagined.
Her body buzzed with awareness as he continued to stare at her. She felt like a bug about to be snared in a spider’s web.
The commander of the Grand King’s army stepped forward.
“Your Majesty, may I please have a word,” he said inclining his head.
“Yes, Gerald. Excuse me, princess” the King said, and then walked away with his man, leaving her with mate who continue
