"The Cold Queen Was Hiding A little Girl Inside Her Who Was Afraid Of People Hurting Her."
Darach's gaze was locked on the woman in front of him. The woman who had transformed into a lycan, not a regular lycan she had transformed into the beast that even Darach's own fear.
She was three times bigger than her 5.2 height, her nails had transformed into lethal claws and an image of her beast was flickering on her face.
There she was standing, the Rightful Heiress to The Lycan Throne.
Darach was staring at the beast cut from the Rightful King of Lycan's soul. His Mighty Uncle's soul.
Amber was Aric's daughter.
She was Darach's cousin, a part of family~
There was no way in hell that he will make a mistake in identifying something like that.
Darach looked towards Conno
