Aurora:
Goodness.
This was the rogue king!
Lucien!
He was looking at me with a sarcastic smirk, and I was standing there like a silly ape who had almost lost her voice due to the shock.
I wanted to meet him as Aurora. Not a Crimson Claw survivor.
"Our guest has gone mute," He ran his gaze over all his subjects whose heads bowed in respect, "Look at her. How boldly she is standing here when she knows that soon her fate will be the same as her pack members."
His subjects, who were seated there silently, suddenly started laughing, enjoying themselves.
"I don't… belong to Crimson Claw pack," I said in a whisper, now more conscious of my surroundings.
He made a pout and moved near me, bowing his head a little, bringing his ear closer, "What did you say?" There was mockery in his voice.
For a second, I wanted to take my mouth to him and bite his ear.
"I said I'm not from the Crimson Claw pack. There must be a misunderstanding…"
