Chapter 130.

To my never-ending surprise, Mrs. Smith walked in with a phone in her hand and a deep scowl on her pouty face. I bet I could fill the creases of her wrinkles with nickels and they would just stay there. “Your Majesty,” she said and handed over the phone before she walked with heavy steps, swaying her body out of the room.  “Thank you, Mrs Smith.” Darian’s brows pinched together and he and Gabe shared a look before he raised the phone to his ear. I listened in on the conversation, obviously. It was about a rogue pack that had set up shelter between the Lycan Pack and the Oblivions. The Oblivions were a rather quiet pack that kept to themselves but they were also the Lycan Pack’s greatest ally because their warriors were trained by the Royal Guards Elite. It was a pack filled with bloodthirsty warriors, one better than the other, and losing or surrendering were not words that they kept in their vocabulary. Darian was talking to their Alpha, it wasn't a voice that I recognized but he was