Chapter 229

The twins’ voices responded immediately in unison, their tone calm. 'The mountains.'

Zedekiel’s eyes widened in shock. 'The mountains?' he echoed. Didn't he tell them to lock Prince Ron in his room?

'Follow his scent, brother,' they replied, their voices steady and confident. 'It's better here.' After all, it was part of their mother's plan.

Without another word, Zedekiel’s body flickered, his form becoming a blur of motion. In an instant, he was gone, a whoosh of wind the only sign of his departure as he raced toward the mountains.

He moved through the forested path at lightning speed, the cool night air doing nothing to soothe the blazing heat coursing through him. Prince Ron’s scent was everywhere, wrapping around him like a seductive, intoxicating fog. The heady mix of dense roses and sweet wine that surrounded him amplified the scorching desire that throbbed relentlessly in his lower body. He could feel