A war?

Rose’s POV;

“Layla, is he in some kind of danger?” I asked, with uneasy thought, my heart was thudding against my chest.

“He is The Future Werewolf King, he is always in danger” She waved her hand casually like its normal to always be in danger.

“What’s the other reason?” I asked curiously.

“Whenever he goes, people follow. People stare at him like mad dogs and don’t even get me started with those bimbos who lust over him, all the damn time. He was never interested in that kind of attention. Hence, he keeps his things private. Only a few people have access to his chambers.” Layla explained patiently.

We were passing through a gigantic wooden door that was carved to perfection.

“That’s Elijah’s room” She pointed toward the giant door as we walked past it. It really took us a while to pass the entire area to reach another door which was nearly as big as Elijah’s door.

“So, how many people stay in here, in this very chamber?” I asked as we were standing near the second door.

“Just Elija