PHOENIX'S POV
“You go back and investigate about this person who wanted to harm my queen.” I looked at Denver who had appeared in our room.
Denver looked at Hermione who was sleeping right beside me and there were even traces of red marks on her neck.
Seeing him stare at Hermione, my gaze became cold as I pulled the blanket all the way up to Hermione's head, completely hiding her from the eyes of Denver.
Denver let out a soft chuckle and looked at me. “Don't worry, I don't have any desires for your mate.”
“You want better not it if you still want to live,” I coldly said, reminding him again.
Denver shrugged his shoulders and calmly said, “why would I look at Why woman's body when I have my own mate?”
“Oh? Did she recognize you as her mate?” I poured a cold water onto his delusions,
