Chapter 71 The Truth?
’Damn right it is!’ Shura snapped, the brutal honesty in his voice like a slap to the face.
Zion’s eyes twitched, but he had no words to defend himself. Because Shura was right.
"Alpha Zion truly lives up to his reputation—the hero who led the frontlines to victory, both courageous and unwavering in will. To think I’d meet the man so highly praised by Northern Alpha Damon... You really are everything the rumors say you are." The Royal Convoy began with a polite smile, but there was a subtle edge to his tone—tinged with sarcasm.
His pride had taken a hit from Zion’s cold reception and commanding presence. He couldn’t deny it—Zion was intimidating, almost beastly, just as people had described. His presence alone was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.
Zion didn’t respond.
He was too preoccupied holding Shura back, mentally chaining his raging wolf before it spilled out. The silence stretched, heavy and uncomfortable, until the Royal Convoy cleared his throat and decided to skip the niceties.
"Alpha Zion," he continued, straightening in his seat, "upon receiving your report about the princess, the Alpha King sent me personally to thank you for rescuing her and ensuring her safe arrival here. We’re grateful for your swift response and for keeping us informed."
His tone shifted to business. "And now that I’ve arrived, I’m ready to return at any time. Has the princess been cleared to leave? Or may I speak with her to establish a connection with the Royal Palace, so she can speak to her Royal Father?"
’Shit. It’s here.’ Zion tensed, his mind racing for a way to twist the situation—anything that could delay the Royal Convoy without asking too much... and without letting them see Claire.