"I'm the only one with the final say in this matter." Leaning back in his chair, the King's expression did not change at all due to Michael's loss of composure. He said unhurriedly, "Without my signature, she can't be crowned as a Princess. If you want me to give your mate the title of Princess Consort, you'd better find another noble girl. As long as there's a suitable candidate, I will immediately hold the ceremony for you."
The last sentence he spoke made me lose my temper.
I let out a roar from my throat. I failed to control my beast, and in that instant, she took control of my body and vented her anger on the King.
The King was stunned by my outburst, but the challenge infuriated him. He increased the pressure on me several times and gave me a warning look.
However, my beast did not Dodge because Michael's anger was also burning in my heart.
