As I ran out into the corridor, heading straight for the king's chambers, my boots echoed sharply against the polished stone floors. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat fueled by the haunting memory of that howl, raw, pained, and unmistakably his. I didn't slow down until I reached his door.
I pushed it open without hesitation.
Empty.
The room was eerily still, untouched, as though no one had been there at all. My jaw tightened as unease crawled up my spine. Without wasting another second, I reached out through the mind-link.
"Enzo, are you okay? I heard you howl in pain. Are you going into rut? Are you hurt?" I asked urgently.
There was a brief pause before his voice came through.
"No, I'm fine. Aurora spellbound me using belladonna."
My breath hitched.
"What?" I screamed, shock lacing my voice as my brows furrowed deeply.
"Yeah. The bitch applied it on her body and tried to make me fuck her. What a whore," Enzo replied, his tone dripping with irritation and disgust.
