Enzo POV
Danielle could be damn stubborn. I could feel her agony; the rippling pain rushes through the bond, making mine ten times worse. My skin against hers eased it a little but not much, and the longer she denied us both, the crankier I was becoming.
Each wave of her heat made my muscles tense, and l had to grit my teeth to stop sinking my canines into her and forcing her to submit. She wanted Brenda returned here. However, Brenda looked fine, excitable, and her usual self.
Being King, if I broke the rules, the consequences were far worse for me. There were things Danielle didn’t understand, like the pact I was under as ruling King. She thinks it is as simple as commanding them. It isn’t when I am obligated to give the five founding council members my blood every year, making them i
