Chapter 907
“What banquet?” Tabitha asked, arching an eyebrow.
“Probably a ‘mate-choosing' gala,” Derek said, gazing at her with a look of intense, smoldering possessiveness. “I wish I could tear through space and time to be by your side right now.”
Tabitha hung up with a light chuckle.
She was not interested in the banquet at all. Instead, she wondered how Bonnie and Michelle were doing in their freezing chambers.
She thought Algernon was just venting his anger earlier, but it turned out the Lycan had actually issued a direct order.
Inside the side wing where the central heating had been cut, Michelle was currently wrapped in three layers of heavy fur rugs, throwing a complete tantrum in the main hall. “This is so unfair! How could Dad let me freeze for the sake of that stupid woman?! My claws are literally numb!”
“I don't know if he did it for her, but I know he won't tolerate anyone challenging his authority,” Bonnie said, her face pale and her teeth chattering slightly. “I've und

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