CHAPTER 168
"How sure are you with this information, my wolf king brother?" All heads turned as Drendall rose to her feet again. Her crimson gown flowing in elegance with her movement. It was for formality for the gathering that she was wearing a gown. If it was for her everyday life, she'd prefer her leather and pants than silk and glitter in her.
Her sharp features mirrored Ezekiel's subtle ways, but her tone held a chill his never did.
"We couldn't even find anything on her." She added, her brows drawn in quiet frustration. "Not in birth registries even in mortals. No trace in supernatural databases. Not even whispers from hunters that we've interrogated. She was even a secret to them. It's like she was never meant to exist."
"Because she was truly never meant to exist." King Oleo seconded.
Ezekiel's jaw tightened as his gaze hardened. If she hadn't existed, then he couldn't have found his mate. He couldn't have one. They were meant for each other. Destined to be together.
