“I wasn't sure until you mentioned the powerful Lycan to Her Majesty and I remembered the scent when I released my power on Felicia Relic. At that time, I was too angry at her impudence and forgot all about it,” Prince Ulysses defended.
“Come on,” I seethed, and my eyes blazed at him.
“Why are you glaring at me when I shared intel that would help you?” he demanded.
“You should have told me earlier!” I snapped at him. He remained mute and then attempted to sidestep and pass by me. “Where the hell do you think you are running off to?”
“I am not running away. I just don't want to be near you. You are being unreasonable,” he calmly responded while walking away.
“Tell me,” I demanded as I grabbed his arm.
Prince Ulysses silently watched me before speaking up. “The rogues that attacked us. I could smell the sulfur scent that came from them. A whiff. These kinds of rogues are not purebred Lycans but bred in a lab. They have a Lycan that is controlling them who commands them.”