Philip couldn’t believe what he is seeing. How can he mark someone else? He dedicated himself to his mate. He is not perfect but he would never do this; he will never hurt people, especially his mate willingly.
“H-How did that happen? I couldn’t possibly do that. I would never hurt Lysandra.” Philip blurted and the Queen sighed.
“We know that, Philip. But how can we explain this?” Lady Amara told him.
Philip turned to the Queen and then he dropped to his knees and knelt while his head was hanging low. The others are surprised at what the proud werewolf elder has done.
“Philip!”
“Your majesty, I swear! I never want nor will ever mark anyone else that is not Lysandra.” Philip pleads.
The Queen sighed and then she walked around her desk and crouched next to Philip and helped him stand
