Chapter 210
Ivan
Entering the meeting room, I scanned the area, expecting to find Vladimir. Instead, I saw Aiden leaning against a pillar, absorbed in his phone.
When he noticed me, he smirked.
"Since you returned from Nightshade City, I haven't seen you," Aiden said. "I think it's time we had a normal conversation."
"I see you're doing your job well as the King's Hand," I replied.
"The King wants Tristan's son dead. We must act on it," Aiden said.
"Is that all you care about?" I asked. "Killing an innocent child? Why not focus on the ongoing war? Oh, wait, I forgot—you're a werewolf. Wolves don't stand a chance against vampires, hybrids, or Lycans."
"I've killed over fifty men in the past war," Aiden snapped, stepping closer with a scowl.
"Hmm," I said, smirking. "You must've picked the weakest targets."
