Chapter 161 He Might Go Feral
The Queen followed his gaze.
They were both visibly struggling. Their bodies trembled slightly, their eyes glazed over with raw need. Sweat beaded on their brows, and their fists were clenched tight at their sides as if holding back the instinct to bolt and hunt their mate, barely clinging to their sanity.
Before the Queen could speak, the Royal Beta connected to the Alpha King’s mind.
"Your Majesty, the doctors have just completed the comprehensive scan on Alpha Zion and—"
But he didn’t get to finish.
The Alpha King’s expression darkened, his fury reigniting at the mere mention of Zion."Ha! Let him die for all I care!" he snapped, his voice laced with venom.
"No, Your Majesty... The doctors said he’s going into rut. And it’s bad, really bad. If he doesn’t mate soon, he might go feral..."
That one sentence was enough to make the Alpha King’s head nearly explode. His eyes snapped toward the other two immediately. He knew his Royal Beta wasn’t someone who exaggerate things. If he said it was bad, then it was truly bad.
He turned his gaze to Maxwell and Levi. They looked terrible, exhausted, disheveled, but not nearly as dire as the Beta’s report on Zion. That could only mean one thing: Zion was at the center of whatever anomaly was unfolding.
Then it hit him, his daughter’s strange behavior earlier, coupled with the attendant’s report that she was going into heat.
The Alpha King felt a splitting headache build behind his temples.