Chapter Hundred-Ninety-One – Benevolent
Dylan had questions. A lot. But he checked the Prince's mood before thinking of opening his mouth.
The Prince had just threatened an old lady, after all.
They left the granny's house and Dylan's eyes went all over the pack. It was quite peaceful and seemed like the people had always been there.
"Your highness, I've been meaning to ask but couldn't we have returned to our Kingdom? Then clean it out like—"
"You should ask your Alpha." Sorren kept a hand on his shoulder. "During those fifteen years, some paupers and homeless wolves used our Kingdom as home. So guess."
Dylan's shoulders lowered. He could guess what had happened. "Alpha let them take the place, didn't he?
"I was disappointed at him." Sorren sighed. "A Kingdom. His defense was that they were a lot, and they were actually. Still! They even put a fight, claiming our land!"
