The rest of the evening dragged on unbearably slow. My uncle's words echoed in my mind repeatedly, interspersed with Magnus's two defiant words.
"F*ck power." His deep, rough voice clashed against my uncle's message, brimming with anger.
It struck me as odd for someone like him to say, "f*ck power." Magnus, with his immense size and speed surpassing that of a typical Lycan, seemed to exude power from every pore.
"Shouldn't we think of ourselves for once?" Kira asked, frowning.
I sighed, wishing things were that simple. "Kira, we're going to be responsible for an entire kingdom. It's often about more than just us."
"It's not as complicated as you're making it out to be. Our mate was chosen for us for a reason; they'll be there to support us," Kira said with conviction.
"If we ever fin
