THALINA’S POV
I could only swallow the lump in my throat and hid my necklace beneath my shirt before the intense presence of the lycan king.
Fidgety, I turned my attention to the whispers of the students at the back.
“He’s not leaving until the killer is caught,” A student near me whispered,
“Just caught?” another muttered followed by a nervous chuckle. “Torn apart, you mean. The lycan king is both kind and cruel!”
Hearing that, I looked at the lycan king in front who lifted a hand, and silence filled the entire room instantly.
“My son,” his voice rumbled throughout the walls, “was brutally killed inside these walls that are meant to protect him. His murderer breathes the same air as you do. Until their blood wets the ground, I will not leave this place!”
Greg, whom I didn’t know wa
