Chapter 7. The Wrath Of a King...

Zayn froze.

The wind seemed tThe o stop.

He turned slowly.

“What did you say?”

“They were romantically involved, sir. We confirmed it through one of her close friends.”

Zayn’s eyes darkened.

His jaw clenched.

Boyfriend? Impossible. Selene had never kept secrets from him. Never.

Unless...

Unless that snake used her. Manipulated her. Played her.

He spun around. “Back to the mansion. Now.”

“Yes, sir.”

The car screeched to a halt before the vehicle had fully pulled into the driveway. Zayn shoved the door open himself and stepped out before it stopped.

His face was calm. Too calm.

But his fists were tight. His breath came in short bursts.

He stormed through the halls of the mansion. The guards stepped aside.

He reached the east wing and threw the cell door open.

Lucien was sitting on the cold floor. He hadn’t eaten. Again.

He wasn’t surprised.

He sat cross-legged, staring at