Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: 162. Caught II

Maisie

"I demand to speak to Prince Soren. That vixen bride of his did this! I know it!"

The yells grew louder when we reached the first floor, where four guards and Brynn blocked off Lord and Lady Graham, the latter whose cheeks were black with soot, and the ends of her hair looked... fried. Other than that and burned hem of her nightrobe, she seemed unharmed.

"I am truly sorry for the loss of your home," Brynn was saying, sounding like the head of an HR department. "But you must understand that the Prince wishes not to be disturbed and I would need to consult with him first before letting you in–"

Lady Graham caught us by the edge of the staircases and my eyes widened when eyes like chips of ice knocked into me. "You!"

I ducked behind Soren.

"Are you using me as your human shield, Adams?" he laughed.

"Isn’t that what husbands are for?" I whispered, heart thudding.

"Prince Soren," Lady Graham said and I heard the bright anger punctuating every word. "I’ll have you know what your mate has done! Our home is on fire! Two wings have been destroyed! Nine generations of history and wealth in ashes because of her. And my daughter!" Her voice shook. "Memah tells me she doesn’t know how long it might take her to recover. Every bone in her body is broken!"

Soren tilted back, black brows high on his face in an expression that clearly read, "What did you do?"

But there was no rebuke in his eyes. In fact, I thought the reason his mouth kept twitching was because he was seconds away from laughing.

When he addressed Lady Graham, though, his voice was cold and hard. "I’d strongly suggest you mind your tone in my home, Helen. You are scaring my wife."

"Did you hear nothing I said–"

"I did. I am deeply sorry for the accident that occurred in your home–"

"Accident?" Lady Graham hissed with such venom, I cringed. "This has her written all over it! It hasn’t even been five hours since you and your brothers accused my daughter of attempting to murder your mate and if I remember correctly, the silver haired brute who tried to strangle my daughter in front of the entire court clearly said all of her bones had been broken!" she shrieked like a dying vulture.

"And now Tessa suffers the same fate in the span of mere hours?! This is clearly a ploy for revenge and I won’t stand for it!"

Soren hummed. "What a terrible coincidence this is, indeed. But I must inquire. Do you have any evidence that my mate did this? Did Tessa give a statement on who her assailant was, and did she say it was Maisie?"

Silence rang out in the living area and I peeked around Soren’s broad back and found that Lady Graham’s face had reddened and uncertainty flickered in her eyes.

A deep rattle began in Soren’s chest that frightened even me. "Am I to believe you barged into my home to throw baseless accusations at my mate, just because you dislike her? Do you have any idea how traumatizing this evening has been for her?" he snarled.

My lips parted in surprise, and I made a mental note to ask Soren later if he had ever considered becoming an actor.

Lady Graham paled and shrunk back, but Lord Graham stepped forward. "How can she give a statement? She is being attended to by five healers!" he yelled.

Five? Well, damn. I didn’t think the drop was that high.

I almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

"If my mate survived being hounded by a pack of bloodlusting Lycans and having her bones shattered by your daughter, then I am sure Tessa will be just fine. Until then," Soren nodded towards Brynn. "See them out."

"But we have nowhere to sleep," Lady Graham cried. Then her gaze turned pleading. "If we could just..." she lowered her gaze. "If you would be kind enough to let us spend the night here..." she practically choked on the words. "... we would be most... grateful."

Soren looked back at me and I stilled when I realized he was making me decide. I thought about it for a moment. I thought about every encounter I’d had with these people and how they’d never been kind to me. I wanted to shake my head, but apparently, I was out of ’malicious’ steam for the day and I bit my lower lip, unsure.

Soren arched a brow at that before returning his attention ahead. "Helen, the Grahams have always been rather close confidants of the Queen. I’m sure she can find a room or four for you in her residence. My vixen bride doesn’t feel like sharing."

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