Chapter 12

His animal purred under her touch, and he let his fist loosen and unfold. Their mate bond calmed his simmering anger. Holding onto Lucianne’s hand gently, he pondered in silence for a moment before his low voice rang around the table,

“Cummings, I’m giving you one more chance in the name of my late father, who trusted you to the bone when he was alive. Take your job seriously, or you can forget about holding this position any longer than you already have.”

“I will do my best to make amends and serve our people, Your Highness,” Alfred said as he restrained himself from glaring at the members of the Blue Crescent Pack.

Lucianne retracted her hand and stood. Xandar’s eyes shot up at her retreating figure, feeling the loss of skin contact with his mate. The animal within him was already whimpering inside his head.

Before he could say a