{Draco’s P.O.V.}
Another week has passed since the guys and the kid was down here. They may not have physically tortured me last time they were, but hearing that Stephen and Aimee mated and marked each other made my blood boil. I was determined more than ever get back at them for ripping away the one thing that I had going for me, true love.
I was waiting for my weekly punishment, but instead of the guys and the kid, it was the King,
“Draco,”
“King Cyrus, what brings you here?”
“I feel that you and I can be of service to each other,” he said to me. Since when did the King care about anyone other than himself.
“Why would you want to help me?” I asked him.
“Because I am the one who has bee
