Nicolai sat on his throne blazing with impatience as he waited for his omegas to return with Elyssa. It was past sundown and the moon was already crescent. He had made it clear to them to return before that time, but they were still nowhere to be found.
His trust and hope in them were slowly cracking like a building on the brink of collapse. He had sent his most trusted and skilful Omegas on the simple mission to retrieve the nurse, a human who couldn’t even match up with them in terms of physical strength but there he was, tapping his foot restlessly on the concrete floor, waiting for them like he did for his betas.
The soothsayer was standing on the right side of the throne, mute and creepily dressed as usual, except this time the cloak was blood red. Even though her king wouldn’t want
