"Your Majesty, I have confirmed news. Grayson is alive," the man reported to the Alpha King. He stood perfectly rigid, a jagged scar stretching from the left corner of his mouth to his cheekbone, twisting his expression into a permanent grimace.
Francis slowly rubbed his thumb against his fingertips, absorbing the update.
"How is it possible that Grayson survived, Zakari? That fire was conjured by the witches. It was meant to ensure no one walked out alive," Francis said, his jaw tightening as anger edged into his voice.
"They must have found a way out before the perimeter was locked down, Your Majesty. If you recall, we never recovered his body from the ashes," Zakari replied smoothly.
"Find him and finish the job," Francis commanded coldly. "But watch your step. Lucien will protect him. Find out exactly why Grayson is sheltering under Lucien's roof and what the two of them are plotting. If Lucien is turning against me, I will destroy him as well."
