Callen was about to respond, but immediately closed his mouth again once he remembered that the Lycan King didn't want to hear their voices.
Although the King hadn't said it directly, all of them knew he was trying to suppress the anger and disappointment he felt toward his soldiers.
In the end, Callen simply lowered his head. Without a word, he signaled the others to begin clearing away the lifeless bodies scattered around them.
Meanwhile, Edmund walked toward Primrose, fastening his coat as he moved.
His eyes were still cold, just as frightening as before, but when he knelt in front of Primrose and gently touched her swollen cheek, his voice softened."I'm sorry. I should have come sooner."
"You should be," Primrose murmured. "But … it's understandable."
She wanted to throw her arms around him, to find comfort in his warmth, but she hesitated. Her clothes were torn. Her body felt exposed. She didn't want him to see her like this.
