7. Noelle's Illusion

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Noelle shrugged. "Never heard of them."

"I thought you said the 'Royalty' could be it."

Noelle paused, her lips touching the mug. That was so freaking stealthy that she didn't even feel her mate's presence until he spoke.

'Would have, if you had not ignored me.' Noelle rolled her eyes when she realized her wolf had already gone heart-eyed, having smelled and felt his presence.

"Except they are legendary and no one knows if they really do exist or not." She shrugged. She had made a fatal error by taking the Royalties's name out casually. They were the supreme group and one of their laws was to kill off any rogue who revealed it to packs. She really was dead meat.

"So how do we find out whether they exist or not?" Sebastian asked.

Noelle liked Sebastian. While Livian was uptight and brooding, Sebastian was more laid back. It was a good equation.

All three pairs of eyes were on her. She could also smell the stench of rotting flesh making its way