A connection between an Alpha and his pack was unbreakable.
It was especially true among the royal bloodline.
Nothing, not even the Undead race that was adept at dealing with souls and necrotic magic, was able to sever the connection, the bond between an Alpha and its pack members. Unity is also one of the powers behind the Werewolf race.
Even separated through realms, the connection was still there.
So, it was concerning when the thread of connection between Rex and the Silverstar Pack was thinning.
But oblivious to Evelyn, who was worried about this problem, Rex was also in another kind of problem.
Rex stood in place, staring at Princess Davina with a blank yet composed gaze.
He looked completely fine outside, stoic even, but inside, it was an absolute mess to behold.
I'm fucked.
Rex swallowed hard, but it was a mistake as Princess Davina caught it with her sharp eyes.
As the daughter of a duke, she was taught to be attentive, to be a genius at socializing.
