Nikolai

was seething in anger, I wanted to go on a bloody rampage. I wanted to rip them all limb to limb, I wanted to make them all suffer as they had made Mary. In my opinion everyone was at fault, the women who stood by and watched as Mary was getting dragged into the laundry room were just as guilty as the one’s who’d done the tormenting.

‘Nikolai.’ I felt kade reaching out to me, concern in his voice. ‘What is going on? I can feel your rage from across the palace.’

‘The blood slaves,’ I ground out, ‘They attacked Mary.’

‘And Mary is?’ Kade asked confused.

‘My blood slave, the woman with the intoxicating scent!’

‘Ah.’ Kade responded. ‘I was wondering why the women were acting off when I dropped off my slave.’

‘They were acting strange and you didn’t think to investigate it.’ I growled through the link, my anger rising, thinking this entire situation could have been prevented.

‘I figured they’d lost one of their own again.’ Kade said cautiously, ‘You’ve been