Theo Silvano turned just in time to see the last Lycan he thought would dare to look for him get out of a car, but after all, he had lost the favor of the former king, and that one was already dead anyway.

“I heard that you didn’t want to lower your head,” said the lycan derisively arriving next to him while he buttoned the jacket of his elegant suit.

“I heard that you didn’t either,” Theo responded, holding out his hand. “Saito Nader... The great General Nader! I confess I didn’t think I’d see