Kylian’s POV
Like a wild animal that had just been freed, my mother pushed the door open, barging in angrily to look around the room. “Where is that bitch, huh? Where is Della?”
“I need to see that bitch!” She scandalously walked around my office as though I wasn’t there, opening the bathroom doors and looking at every nook of the room.
“What do you want again?” I asked in frustration before signaling Henry to my mother.
On cue, he moved with agility and respectfully tried to make my mom halt in her place. “Ma’am, please calm down. Why are you looking for Luna Della?”
“Luna?” she burst out, eyes wide open as she pointed at Henry. “Luna? That fucking slut dared to hurt Kylian’s fated mate! Flora’s violated and humiliated, and yet Della still dared to enjoy her low and worthless life by wearing that beautiful dress and attending the kingdom’s event!”