Chapter 113 A Suspect

• FYRE
• My eyes flicked from one face to another, studying their faces. After that talk with Palt, I called the only vampire guards in the palace. The others thought it was too hasty for me to do that. Lud even said the mole might be on guard after this, but I didn't care. I couldn't sit still like them, planning. I needed to do something, to get my mind off thinking of what these bastards did to our mate.
• Even though Palt's back to our side, I still wanted to skin that bitch and hang her hide on a pole, just for touching him. She made a mistake targeting him. I wouldn't have minded if we were the only ones involved. Why the hell did she think she could involve him and get away with it?