Garrett's POV:

I didn't enter my chamber. I made sure no seeing eyes caught sight of me as I headed towards the room the king, my subject had given to the visitors. Lyssa, my lover and fated mate, and Michael, her so-called childhood friend whom she must have gotten married to by the news I heard. Sneaking towards the window, I peeked and observed the cold atmosphere of Lyssa trying to mend things with him, but his words were warning. He continued to tell her to go and meet her lover.

I ...