[MIKHAIL]
The Lycan king was here.
King Agustin Fedorov was here in the middle of Mikhail's room and what was even more interesting was the fact that the doctor had stepped back, the Luna was in the distance and the king was holding a now fixed Mikhail in his hands.
"You are the reason my son is hurt?? You are his mate? What the heck did you do to my Mimi, Agust??" Luna Irina asked angry as she tried at the Lycan king who was relenting.
It was like there wasn't a thing that Luna would do to make Agust stop.
"What is happening?" Mikhail asked softly as he slowly opened his eyes only to be met with fierce dark ones that instantly softened when they met his eyes.
Mikhail's lavender scent had filled the room and was probably the only thing keeping the mad king in control, because otherwise there were so many things that could have happened.
Frankly, they didn't have the time for that.
"I'm sorry," Agust said as she looked at his Erasthai who was in his arms.
