The Mad Prince’s Claim.
’ And it had no relation to flirting.
“And that's why you called me a killer?” I ask, unable to stop myself.
He smiles. “Well, aren't—”
The ballroom doors burst open.
“ZAYNE!!”
His smile falters as all eyes turn toward the voice. At the door stood the queen, her face red, eyes blazing with fury. And then I see him.
My target.
Crown Prince, Alpha Reynold.
His expression is calm, a stark contrast to his mother’s, there's a tiny, fond smile on his lips as he meets Alpha Zayne’s eyes.
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