“Damn it!” Zayn snarled, throwing the royal invitation onto the table.
Lily watched as Zayn paced across his office, muscles tight with tension under his fitted black shirt. She walked up to the desk and looked at the invitation. Her eyes grew wide as she noted the details.
The invitation was for the Capital’s Annual Crystal Moon Ball, an event hosted by the Alpha King himself. Attendance was mandatory for all high-ranking pack leaders.
Lily recalled the last conversation she had with Alpha King Dace. He stepped close to her and whispered in her ear.
‘If Zayn can’t satisfy you, don’t worry. There are many others who cannot wait to fuck you. Myself included.’
Then, there were his last words to her and the pack.
‘I look forward to seeing you both in the capital for your honeymoon. I cannot wait to host you, newlyweds.’
A shiver ran down Lily’s spine.
Ezra took a look at the invitation himself. His face paled as his eyes landed on the date.
