Chapter 85: Wedding Invitation

Iram's POV

"S-sire? Are you alright?" the woman asked me. She was wearing a very simple dress. She was dressed like a chambermaid. Her face was fairly radiant, unlike any other humans in the past. Not even Amarantha could glow like this.

Was it possible that this human is really my mate?

"Who are you?" I asked sternly.

"W-well..."

"Answer me!" I snapped.

I saw her flinch. The bowl on the tray she was holding shook terribly. "M-my name is Lorna Ferrel, my King!" she answered. "I was asked to deliver this herb to you. It is important that you drink this. So, that you can regain your strength..."

I scoffed. "You think you can fool me?" I started grabbing her arm and pulled her to me.

I heard her whimper and closed her eyes. Without any sound, I violently shoved the tray out and let the bowl of herbs splash to the ground. I grabbed her by her collar and ripped her dress.

She wheezed. Her two perfectly shaped mountains arrogantly behold themselves before me. Lorna instantly hugged herself