Chapter 62

“My brother is still alive because our law says that only royal blood can shed royal blood, but neither I nor any of my brothers would dare harm Haydar,” he said firmly. The irritated tone of his voice reflected how much he hated having to talk about the subject in such terms, and how dissatisfied he was with the general idea. Deranged or not, he is still the prodigal son, for some reason. Our father won’t let any of us lay a finger on him, no matter how much that bastard deserves it. However, our father is aware of everything Haydar has done, so he ordered that he be confined in a safe place from which he will never leave again.

“Where?” My voice came out like a ferocious, bestial growl.

“Nikolai, I’m warning you,” the lion-man hissed, returning the animalistic growl.

I think I saw the tips of his fangs when he retracted his lips to speak.

A pair of long shadows on the floor of the cargo bay alerted me that my voice was too loud: Al-Brahkhan’s bodyguards and