Chapter 162. It All Revolves Around the Sovereign

After that hectic mission and the hour-plus they spent in Mufasa’s dungeon going back and forth with questions, Wayne was back in his quarters with his mate. He was weak—the weakest he had been in a while. It wasn’t just because he hadn’t rested well or because he had a lot on his plate, but because of the new revelations about his mother. It was all too much. He had always thought she had been killed innocently, and he had lived his life with thoughts of avenging her murder. But it turned out his mother had brought that short war upon them by wronging the vampires... by stealing from them. Even if it was just the replenisher she stole, that was enough for them to vanquish her and everything she loved.

His mother was a thief... a rogue. He hadn’t known about that last part until Mufasa mentioned it just tonight. He hated rogues, yet his mother had been one. And she had been with a vampire. A rogue and a vampire were a bloody,