Ria growled at no one in particular as he sat on Kyaria's throne. He clenched his fingers as he remembered how Teresa had called his name. She sounded like his mate who was unjustly killed by Werewolves. Ria continued growling as the images of his dead mate flooded his head. "Ria," the voice whispered. Ria held his head and collapsed to the ground.
"Your highness!" The council of elders shouted and rushed to help him up.
"Are you okay? Your Highness," Keisha asked and touched Ria's forehead. His eyes fluttered open and he gasped for breath. He grabbed Keisha by the throat and shouted at her in a powerful voice that belonged to thousands of people.
"Who are you?" Ria demanded. "Where is She?" He asked and tightened his grip on her throat.
Keisha choked and tapped his head. She tried to
