Chapter 57

Amelia

“Lord Easterlin,” Nickolas calls, his voice commanding attention as he swiftly moves to stand in front of me, effectively blocking me from Lord Easterlin’s view.

“Your Majesty,” Lord Easterlin responds, the color gradually returning to his face after having paled while staring at me.

Shit! I close my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. This is not good. Not good at all.

“What has brought you here?”

“I have urgent matters to discuss,” Lord Easterlin says, tilting his head to the side, trying to get another glimpse of me.

“Wait for me in my office. I will meet you there in a few minutes.”

“As you wish, Your Majesty.” He bows and turns to leave, but not before sneaking one last peek at me over Nickolas’s shoulder.

I bite my nails, my mind racing with the possibilities of what would happen now that he saw my eyes and noticed the change in my scent. Lycans already whisper about my uncanny resemblance to the late queen. Aft