“Bow before His Majesty, King Nicholas of the House of Ourey, rightful heir to the throne of the Demon Realm and King of Alphas!”
The room falls back into complete silence as the figure steps down from the platform, walking slowly toward us.
Did he just say King Nicholas…of Ourey? As in Nick Ourey?!
My mind is spinning all over again, and I feel my body becoming weak as my knees threaten to give way. He walks forward, directly toward me, and my body begins to shake as he grows closer. It’s unnerving how he looks exactly like Nick; however, when he stops before me, I realize his eyes are a deep shade of burgundy rather than the familiar brown of Nick’s irises.
I stare up at him as he towers over me. My body freezes when he reaches out a finger to caress my jawline, his da
