Chapter NINETEEN

Lusia Confidence was a powerful tool. It could make you believe you could do anything, and it could also make you get yourself into a mess you can’t easily escape. That was the mess I found myself in now. I could see the fury on King Dane’s face as he glared at me. That had struck a nerve. It was a brave decision to accuse him of such a thing. I wasn’t certain that he had never been put through this by anybody else. The expression on his face said it all. He was stunned, angry, and confused. A mixture that created an emotional collage on his face. There were signs. There was a possibility. That night, I saw a figure flee the room as I came down the stairs. I couldn't tell who it was because it was dark. I couldn't see the face. But I was certain about one thing then. That was my parents’ murderer. There was no doubt about it. And now, I was faced with the prospect that it could have been King Dane, the Lycan king who had been the enemy of my pack for so many years. If there was anybod