chapter 61. Unexpected King

GRAYSON I wracked my brain, trying to come up with a command to give Kyle. I needed to test, to see if I had the power of the Mortars. But how exactly was I supposed to go about doing that? I couldn’t keep from asking myself what the hell I was doing. No way could I be the person from this prophecy. They thought I was meant to become the next king of all mythical creatures, the most powerful ruler out there. They thought I could restore peace between werewolves and vampires and stop a war that had been going on for centuries. Was that possible? My wolf loved the idea; in my mind he was puffing out his chest in pride, communicating to me that he thought we were more than capable of ruling. He also thought that Belle would make an amazing queen. He liked the idea of her ruling by our side for the rest of eternity, having power, never dying. A part of me, which one? Couldn’t help but agree, not only with the fact that Belle would make an amazing queen but that we had the capaci