Chapter 12
Llona
May and I shared a confused glance. How did they know each other? May wiggled her body until she was sitting up again, her back angled to me so she could see Petros better.
“Let my friends go, and we’ll be on our way.” Petros took several steps toward us, his eyes darting to May. Three Lycans circled behind him.
“You should’ve learned years ago that you can’t tell me what to do.” Jonathan’s gaze shifted to someone behind Petros. “Where is Byron, this scum’s younger, cowardly brother?”
At the sound of his brother’s name, Petros puffed air out his nose. By how tense his muscles were, and the way his left eye was twitching, I worried he might explode.
“Still in chains, Sir,” a Lycan answered. “Just like you ordered.”
Petros startled and glared at Jonathan. “Why is my b
