As soon as Olivia and Kaizan were out of the royal tent, the next moment they heard a whoosh of air. When they looked back, they saw Dmitri holding his wife in his strong muscular arms and growling near her neck over his mark. The next moment, thick fog surrounded them and the two were gone.
Kaizan shook his head. "This festival does this to the royal family every time! The men are unable to contain their emotions."
Olivia giggled. "They have lovely wives. I wonder if the women are able to control themselves." She waved at Ileus who was walking in front of them at some distance with his wife's wing curled around him. "I mean look at him. He is so handsome. And those muscular shoulders and broad chest are to die for."
Jealous as hell, Kaizan stopped in his tracks. "What do you mean?" he asked, gritting his teeth, narrowing his eyes. His chest began heaving. Red blasted in his vision. His muscles bulged and fists rolled into tight balls.
