Daisy’s POV
Landon froze immediately the words left John’s lips. The color on his face drained gradually and his lips twisted into a vivid frown.
“Where are they?” He asked, with a different cold voice. His eyes had darkened, veins appearing around them and I instantly realized he was livid. What could possibly make him so upset about his parent’s arrival?
“A border guard called me immediately after their convoy passed the pack’s main entrance. I ran here as quickly as I could to tell you. They should be here any moment from now.” John appeared to be confident but I could also see he was struggling.
“Get me the royal mantle.” Landon instructed him. “My mother would lose her mind if I welcome her without the royal robe.” John sprinted away to do his bidding leaving us alone for a bri
