Chapter Hundred-Twenty-Six – A Witch
Stefan froze on seeing the young man close to his mate. Something stirred in him but he held himself.
He released his hand from the door knob and tried advancing but a cladded figure came before him.
"Don't take another step." The voice was female and calm but had authority. "Second Prince of Damancas is having a private meeting with the Princess of Green Valleys."
That was Stefan's point. Why did a Prince of Damancas come all the way from there and didn't stop by his place first?
He had thought it was to intimidate Laurel or force her to sign some kind of treaty now she recovered her pack.
He clenched his fists. But it seemed to be the opposite. He wasn't needed. She didn't need him.
"When you're done, I'd appreciate the Prince paying me a visit as well." Stefan faked a smile, before leaving them.
