Zara's POV:
Standing in front of the large window in our meeting chambers in the palace, I couldn't help staring out at the palace grounds, a smile slowly spreading across my face.
The almighty Lycan king and queen.. urgh… I still cannot bring myself to call her that. Lucy, "the Luna of the moonstone pack and the Lycan queen"? Just the sound of it makes me want to puke.
Anyhow, not for long. I'll make certain of it. And now, with both of them away, searching for their beloved and precious little prince, it was almost as easy as taking candy from a baby.
Turning to face Thorne and Mark, both of whom were seated in front of the vintage-looking fireplace, each sipling bourbon from his glass. I could almost taste the victory in the air around us. Finally, our goals were within reach.
"Well, how are our plans progressing?" Thorne asked as I strolled over to join them, that sly, mischievous, cunning grin on his face as always.