Fifty eight

Just as Anton thought, he could not sleep that night, so he stood by his window and thought about all his weird feelings since the day he first set his eyes on Kyra.

At first, he had been so comfortable with pushing everything on to his wolf, but tonight was an eye-opener for him. He just realized that he cared deeply for her, and he did not want to lose her.

Even right now, his hands were still cold and clammy, and he still felt uncomfortable with leaving Kyra with Tanya, but Tanya was his friend and he trusted her to look after Kyra.

“Yeah, the same way you trusted her before, and she threw her to the rogues!”

“That was a one-time thing, and she already apologized and even brought Kyra back from that phase of shock,”

“Yeah, whatever,” his wolf grumbled before he started to run around Anton’s head again, demanding that they return to check up on Kyra.

Anton held himself back. He had already put fear in the hearts of everyone in his palace today, both big and small, by raising the al