Chapter 462

Chapter 452 He Saw The Mark

I entered the castle to find Zane, and there he was, sitting on the high chair. Some of our girls were dancing in front of him to please him. They all looked miserably scared of him but kept a forced smile on their l*ips.

He was drinking and leaning back in the chair, his l*egs stretched out. I can’t believe he was so happy after killing his brother.

As I briskly made my way to the DJ, I gestured at him to stop the music.

“Stop this nonsense,” I yelled, watching Zane from far away. He straightened his back in the chair and raised the glass of wine in his h*and.

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“It seems like my mate doesn’t like seeing me enjoy myself with someone other than her,” he commented with a smirk on his l*ips.

It was already a victory for him that I ran like a headless chicken to arrive here. And seeing me angry gave him another reason to think he had won.

I looked around and found men in black around him. Those were his guards now. The alpha king, who used to hate criminals, was now surrounded by them. And was, in fact, one of them now.

my sweet mate,” he tilted his head and said with a grin. The innocence in

was not caring about

him and snatched the glass out of his h*and to slam it on the floor. It shattered, and silence struck everyone. The girls began to run out of the mansion, and now it was just Zane, his guards and I. Even when I told Akin

was only watching them dance, but in my head— I was with you. Don’t be jealous,” he murmured dramatically, with a fake pout on

before, but

did you come here?” I yelled, pointing my f*inger at his

my mother-in- law?” he frowned when

a talk with him. But every time I heard him talk, I imagined listening

him forward in the chair, “I

red color covered his eyes. That shine was not tears

he muttered, looking down to stare at my h*ands and clearly expressing his displeasure

getting a

no chance I will accept someone as horrible and disgusting as you,” it felt so

say big words when I have what it takes to kill the powerful mates you got back at home,” he whispered,

brothers. Do you not feel bad—,” I

supposed to take over the world, but you are too busy convincing everyone and yourself that you are a hero when, in reality, you will soon turn evil. If not like me, worse than me,” as he screamed those words at me, I let go of his collars and slapped

and held my arm to mutter something hateful when his eyes traveled to

tried freeing my arm from his grasp. His aura tensed up as he asked me about the mark on my