"Are you lost your mind?" Matthew shook off Greysen's hand from his wife's and pulled Ruby behind his back.
"How dare you want to tease my wife in front of me? Greysen, are you looking for the death?" Matthew's voice sounded as cold as a blizzard. His eyes stared at Greysen intently as if he wanted to tear the alpha in front of him into pieces.
When the two alphas of different races confronted each other, no one in the hall dared to separate them.
"Your Majesty, I think you have misunderstood something." Greysen gave Matthew a friendly smile as if he didn't regret his actions.
Greysen walked over to Matthew. His gray eyes narrowed sharply as he said, "To begin with, Ruby Barnette was mine. You can marry her since I threw her away."
"In other words," Greysen whispered beside Matthew's ear. "You only married trash that I threw away."
