Damien's POV
I stood there, the weight of the King’s words heavy on my shoulders. The room felt suffocating, and I struggled to maintain my composure. I needed the conversation to end.
Arcanis was already pacing inside me, the threat inducing his fight instincts, everything in him feeling ruffled instead of threatened.
“I will not disappoint you, your Majesty,” I said, hoping that was enough to let me off.
He still regarded me carefully, “One last thing, you know I am the one signing your paychecks, so your loyalty belongs to me.
You report everything about my daughter to me when I call on you to do so. My daughter is set to be mated in a few months, and I need to make sure she doesn’t behave in any way with an alpha and destroy her reputation. Omegas sometimes use the thing betwee
