Chapter 5

Lucian's voice echoed through the empty hall.

Every werewolf still writhing in pain froze when they heard the words "little princess."

Arthur gritted his teeth against the agony of his bloodline backlash and forced his head up. "The Vampire... Prince?"

His bloodshot eyes locked onto me, filled with shock and disbelief.

He stared at Lucian and asked with a trembling voice, "What... what did you call her?"

Lucian didn't even spare Arthur a glance.

He took off his black velvet cloak and gently wrapped it around my thin shoulders.

"You look terrible, Evelyn," he said softly.

He raised his hand…