Chapter 32. He Found the Hybrid

“What the hell is this all about?” Victoria thought as she felt her hands glued to the throne seat.

There surely had to be a catch to this. First, she was permitted to sit on the throne, and now she was trapped on it? Closing her eyes, she reached inward and summoned Carla for the first time in what felt like an eternity, though it had only been two years. She concentrated on the mental image of the wolf she had held onto for so long, remembering exactly what Carla looked like.

“What is it, Victoria?” Carla asked. The wolf knew all too well that she hadn't been called upon to be released from the vow Victoria had imposed two years ago—the one forbidding her from taking over the body—but rather to help decipher what was happening.

“What is this? Since you are the werewolf between us, you must know something. Why was I allowed to sit on a King’s throne wh