Marcellus' POV
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He furrowed his eyebrows curiously after hearing Lord Ryker's command. He was curious to know what he had planned that would make him require Odessa in Mexico.
But at the end of the day, he trusted the lord's judgment and spoke through the telepathic link.
'It will be done, sir.'
With that, lord Ryker withdrew from Marcellus' mind, leaving him in silence. He held the drink which Cullen had handed over to him, tapping it gently with his index finger.
Cullen stood silently for a while until he eventually cleared his throat.
"I'm guessing the true Lord of the North spoke to you."
Marcellus simply nodded, rubbing his chin as he thought.
If Lord Ryker was right about his timing, he should be summoned back to the Alpha king's mansion any minute from now.
Suddenly, his phone rang and his eyes lit up when he brought it out and saw Kaelos' name on it.
