Chapter 35. Birthday Present

My heart dropped upon seeing Valerian, who was gravely injured. He was wearing some poor clothing bathed with dried blood spots. He was even wearing a ball gag that would prevent him from speaking. His hands were tied up behind him while his orbs focused on me.

My chest rose up and down as my wolf howled and wanted to coerce me to help Valerian immediately.

Valerian... How did you end up to be in this situation?

"...the Duke of Alsfield as my daughter's pet!"

I snapped back when everyone clapped. I was quick to mask my shocked expression before I showed a dazzling smile as my facade to show that I was pleased.

I returned my gaze to Valerian, whose forehead was already knitting. I slowly approached it and held to the stainless steel bars with a huge smile plastered on my lips. "Well, well... We have seen each other again, Your Grace."

I sounded like I was a villain to him. I watched how his face contorted before he growled.