Chapter 67. Banter

Chris’s POV

The prophecy must have been mistaken. I was the one who should have been the Silver Wolf’s mate.

I agreed I flopped it and may never get another chance, so it’d stay flopped—but with me as Alpha King.

Your Silver will fulfill her destiny, but no presence of any new mate, at least not until later. That was all the mercy I could give.

“I have it all under control, Zeke,” I told my wolf as he kept on murmuring on and on about cooperating with the Lycan.

“And spare me the toxicity. I just lost my mother to some evil conspiracy plan, and my heir is missing…” I added.

He murmured out loud, “Then don’t you think somehow this is the Moon Goddess punishing all those evil doings…”

“Okay, I’m done!” I barked out loud, shutting him up. “Whatever the hell I wanna do, I do.”

I looked like a madman yelling at nothing in particular to my warriors guarding the prison. Thankfully, they weren’t even looking at me.

Zeke