Chapter 264. Not a Pack

TAWNY

I know I heard him right. My brain just wasn't processing his words. I scoff, quite loudly.

"Come, sit with me, Tawny. Humor an old man," King Armand gestures to a bench facing one of the small bridges over a larger pond. He takes a seat, sliding over for me to sit next to him. I oblige, leaving a little distance between the two of us, and lock eyes on the bridge. I don't know where else to look and I'm keeping my mouth shut right now. Doing the whole think before you speak thing.

We sit in silence for a few moments. And I wonder if he is waiting for me to speak, or if he is gauging my reaction. Before I can think of what to say, his gravelly voice fills the silence.

"Our laws here, in the Cambiador Kingdom, are different to wolf and bear kingdoms. In many ways. They are outdated and older than me." He chuckles. "I sent Kolby to MacTire to establish an alliance with Alpha Lamia because I think we could learn a lot