OF COURSE, I wouldn’t put it past Rhys to not make my life absolutely miserable even when I thought I had already escaped him. I was stupid and naïve. How stupid could I be to think that anyone, anyone in the world, could ever run away from the King of all Kings like Rhys Ethelwulf?
No one could escape him. By no one, I meant all of his subjects, including the people at the border or rogues who think they could pass his territory without facing any consequences. Rhys would never tolerate anyone. He had a cold heart. A terrible thing his moral was. Maybe he was not even capable of it in the first place.
That ruthless Alpha was full of himself, and his head couldn’t even handle his own ego.
With the jarring realization that I was no longer safe in this space, I took a step back from them.
