'It's a Bloom.'
The realization allowed Malakai to understand just how serious the threat was.
His enemy had the authority and resources to utilize a freaking Bloom as a scout…
Malakai's gaze widened slightly. He had just realized another thing.
'Now I understand.'
He had just told the Gor'Mekhai that they were outnumbered and outgunned. Completely outmatched. Their best bet was to leave everything they had and run as far away as they could.
However, the coven head had refused his advice the instant it left his mouth. Malakai had felt a hint of frustration at her blatant decision.
She was basically condemning thousands of her people to die simply because of their pride. But right now, Malakai felt like a hypocrite.
He was literally doing the same. What right did he have to ask people to do otherwise?
His enemies were people from the Sanguine clan. People the Sovereign had decided to leave even after finding out they plotted to have Malakai's parents killed.
