Chapter 81 His Wrath

• King Lovett’s POV
• I didn’t even know how to describe what I was feeling. Rage, fear, challenge—they all tangled inside me like a storm. I thought I had wiped out every last Foster, yet here was another one out there. And not just any Foster—one connected to the divine family of the magic land. This isn’t good at all, Lovett. Let’s hope it’s just a misunderstanding, Tim, my lion, murmured in my mind.
• I knew I had to calm down. Patricia was fragile; the moment I mentioned how I replaced the Fosters, sweat broke out on her forehead. Her frown deepened, and then, suddenly, she collapsed before I could even reach her.