Chapter 60

"I first noticed a wound on your right hand, the day when Alice passed out at the lake. It was an odd one, and since you are from the royal family I thought it couldn't be silver. It had to be something more, I suspected it to be wild sprout, but it was hard to come by in the human world. Which only left the option of wolfbane. I should have taken it more seriously and done something in time. This wouldn't have happened" Diana blurted out everything.

The witch thought the Lycan would at least roar or tried to strangle her to death because of what she did, but to her surprise, Devon only glared at her before he resumed staring worriedly at his mate.

At least, if he was about to go berserk, Diana would help him to let out some steam. She preferred the angry Devon rather than this kind of Devon, who was staring blankly and lifelessly at his mate, as if his spirit had evaporated into thin air.

Devon didn't know how to respond to that information, as he remained silent as though he heard no