Shyla’s P.O.V. “Sometimes, troubles chase us like crazy, jeopardizing our life at every step. But there are other times when we stand in front of a tank by ourselves and beg it to fire, thus ruining our lives happily.” While pushing the food trolley to the King’s study room, all the possible scenarios of being clawed to death were roaming in my head, making me fear for my life. Thanking from a far and running back was a good idea if King was an omega like me, relying on his human-like legs. Unfortunately, he was a lycan, the fastest shifter in the supernatural world. It was great to know that I had dug my own grave successfully. Well, what’s done was done and there was no point in returning after reaching the study. So, I knocked on the door twice and stepped aside to wait. “Yes!” Taking this instant replay as a good start, I peeked through the door, King Maddox in his office attire dried my throat. He was looking like a dashing actor in a Hollywood movie, gracefully working
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