Time was running out, Lanarrie thought as he made his way to Aria’s room. The message from the nobles couldn’t have come soon enough. They were moving up the wedding date, which meant they could move to the royal house as soon as possible. Lanarrie took the stairs two at a time. He would have preferred for the royal guards to be standing outside to escort them away as soon as possible. But they have to wait for their arrival later tomorrow.
Tomorrow, Lanarrie thought as he looked at the shadows around the house. That asshole Fluvia could be hiding anywhere in the house, and he wouldn’t even know it. He’d been dreading Fluvia’s return every minute of every day, because he didn’t want to do what he asked of him. He’d sacrificed so much already. If he wanted a pack to destroy, he'd have to
