The grin on Kael's lips vanished the moment he left the Queen's Courtyard. For some reason, he felt that his joy only existed when he was with Jojo or Sisi.
Once he left their side, the world seemed bleak again—empty, with nothing worth smiling about.
Just like now.
He strode toward the throne room, resuming his role as the Beast King, hoping that one day he could pass the throne to Jojo so his son could live comfortably, without fear of ambush or betrayal.
As for his own strength…
Kael scoffed.
Many knew about his Dusk Star curse, for he had once been a soldier, a killing machine under the control of his former pack's Alpha.
But no one, except him, and perhaps Sisi—knew about Jojo's curse.
Jojo might look weak, even like a crybaby, but once he awakened to the truth of the Dawn Star, he would become an existence far more terrifying than Kael could ever be.
