Chapter 44.
Fredrick groaned as he got out of bed. He had not slept a wink all night. His mind constantly wandered to his beloved Princess. He missed her with every fiber of his being. However, something she had said to him before she left had resonated with him. The human wanted to be a princess; thought she was going to be a Luna. He guessed, as Becca had, that she believed she would be treated like a fairy tale, and waited on hand and foot. Well, if being a Luna is what she wanted, then so be it.
“Hendrick, can you, Lance, and Lars, come to my chalet please,” He linked with his leadership team.
He still had to face off with the captured rogues, and given his sour mood, his thoughts on torture had taken a 180-degree turn. If they would not divulge who the traitor in his pack was by
