The Angry Mob

Chapter Fifty-three.

Diana's pov.

A mob of angry citizens gathered in the distance by one of the buses that had left the palace. I didn't know what had happened or what provoked them and was curious to check it out.

I hadn't taken two steps forward before I was pulled back, I glanced from my hand where I was held to Ian who was holding me back, I raised an eyebrow in question.

“I wouldn't do that if I were you,” Ian held me back by the arm with a resolute look on his face like he knew what was already happening.

I shook my hand from his grip, “And why is that, what's happening over there?”

He looked from me to the mob that was beginning to get louder, “They are angry citizens who do not agree to the Lycans rule over them, they do not like the fact that most of the supplies which they produce are taken to the upper city, leaving them with little to nothing, my grandfather is the same,” he said, indicating to the old man that had sold the herbs to us.

I always knew that the Lycans trea