Tyrone's words made my body tremble. Even though he hated Bicker he was still his king, and talking to him like that deserved a just punishment, at that, I thought Bicker would order his death, but contrary to that Bicker just looked him straight in the eyes and waited for his answer.
On the other hand, Tyrone snapped his fingers and smirked. My eyes widened like two saucers at his attitude. Did Tyrone want to die? No one treated the Lycan king like that!
Despite my concern, Tyrone seemed confident, even staggered and nodded with his hands in his pockets.
Bicker on the other hand turned his gaze towards me and forced me to look at him. He roamed my body with his eyes and caressed my cheeks.
"Honey, are you okay? Did they hurt you? Tell me, please" He said over and over again.
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