Chapter 115

“I didn’t know you were so close with the wolf,” Avetha said.

Zikur smiled peevishly. “Another thing you do not know about me. Why are you here, Avetha? Shouldn’t you be at the party?”

“The party ended minutes ago. You would have known that if you weren’t familiarizing yourself with the wolf.”

“That wolf has a name, Avetha.”

“And I do not care. She’s still a wolf nonetheless, an omega to be precise. Seems you omegas have a way of knowing each other.”

Zikur’s nostrils flared. “What exactly do you want?”

“What could I possibly want other than to offer my condolences to the queen? I hear, Thjis has quite a way with fists.”

“So do I, if you do not leave here at once.”

“You need not protect her, Zik. She’s a woman with too many sins.”

“It takes one to know one, Avetha. And please, don’t you ever call me Zik again.”

“Why not?” she asked, stepping closer. “Is it because it reminds you of those years spent slaving at the packhouse?