#Chapter48
SILVAN
I was a king, the highest position a werewolf could attain. I control the strongest power and have the most authority in both the whole werekind and humanity.
Inevitably, I made decisions by my own and answered to no one. Thus, when Emma questioned my action, I was stumped for words.
/"Hmmm?/" I could only say. Undoubtedly, I was feeling lost as I looked at her beautiful blue eyes.
/"You said that you bought a house for us,/" Emma said without any emotions. /"But I don't remember agreeing to living together with you?/" She asked with an honest tone. I repeatedly binked my eyes as I felt my ego get bruised.
At that time, I felt that Laksom who was standing nearby slowly moved away until I could no longer smell his scent. 'That f**cker. Did he run away to another country?' I internally cursed him as I tried to maintain the calm smile on my face.
