Chapter Eight

Chloe's mind continued to rustle in marks of undefeated fear that clustered in her heart region, making her very uncomfortable in her sit, but the bean has been spilled and the entire gathering now knew that she wasn't marked and mated by Prince Liam, a second blow that hit her so hard like lusters of wool.

"You all have seen the shame and disgrace which the Creakstone pack display here today, we are more worried and alarmed because the Royal family is the one involved in this deceit."

Clearly the seer was more angry, as the words that emerged from her mouth each second carried an heavy effect on it's listeners an absorbers.

The murmur and head turning from one side to another increased it's pace amongst the crowd especially for those who didn't know about the information and those who had come from the Lycans pack.

"But." The word sounded across the microphone as every where dropped quiet, it was as a result of the way the seer had spoken,