#Chapter 191: Berserk

Charles I frowned. I knew that tone. There were only a few reasons for that tone to be going off, but none of them were good. My first thought was that it was just an Enforcer report. I waited for the chiming to stop, but it didn't. It was a call, and there was no reason why the Enforcers would need to call me unless they needed to call me. Shit. Had Lucian done something or was it something else? Were the elders making their move? “Charles?” Grace asked again, shifting on the desk, trembling. “Why are you—” “I have to take this.” She groaned. “Can’t it—I was—” I leaned up and kissed her, pulling my phone from my pocket. “I’ll make it quick.” If I could. I would, at least. She growled and leaned up, wrapping her legs around my waist. She nibbled at my neck, tugging at my collar with little pleading sounds that my gut clenched and my cock stirred with need. I answered the phone. I wasn't prepared to hear what was going to be said. “Your Majesty, we have an emergency.” My hear