Chapter 185
Lucian
Unlike last night when he was here, there was no crown on Vladimir's head today.
"You are awake," he said, eyeing me as he walked closer.
I dragged in a deep breath. The pain in my chest intensified, and I tried to suppress it. I wanted to force my Lycan side out and claw his face. I wanted to kill everyone in this room and escape.
The corner of Vladimir's lips pulled up. "You don't greet your King when you see him?"
"You are not my King," I bit out.
Vladimir chuckled darkly. "In that foolish mind of yours, you think Tristan is still King. You think he's still alive and will come to claim the throne. How I wish there was a video recording of what happened so I could show you."
I gritted my teeth as Aiden's earlier words echoed in my head. Then I turned to Vladimir. "Blood and black magic. What does it mean?"
