[Meredith].
Instantly, something clicked loudly inside my mind.
"That's why you are always fighting with him," I whispered. "That's why you two can't stand each other."
"Correction, I can't stand him." Valmora snapped. "I despise him. He keeps secrets from his own vessel, your mate, while expecting me to play nice."
I ran a trembling hand through my hair, thinking, thinking, trying to process the weight of what I had just learned.
"Why?" I asked. "Why would Rhovan hide something like this from Draven?"
"For selfish reasons, obviously," Valmora said without hesitation. "If Draven knew he wasn't a full werewolf, he would refuse the throne. He would walk away from becoming King."
I frowned deeply. "But what stops him from abdicating later, Valmora? If he finds out eventually, what makes you think he won't step down then?"
Her answer came instantly. "You will stop him."
My entire body went cold. "What?" My voice shook. "Why?"
