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The Lycan King's POV I couldn't stand another minute in that bar so I left then made my way back to the castle ignoring Lily's attempts to make me stay. As soon as I entered the grand hall, Raymond, my second in command, was there to greet me, his sharp hazel eyes scanning me, taking in my disheveled appearance. “You look wasted,” he said, a hint of concern in his voice. I rolled my eyes, waving off his concern. “I barely drank,” I replied, my voice harsher than intended. “I just needed to get out of there.” Raymond didn’t press further, knowing better than to push me when I was in a foul mood. Instead, he reached into his jacket and pulled out a letter. “Your brother dropped this off earlier,” he said, handing it to me. “I thought you’d want to see it right away.” I snatched the let