Ann blinked rapidly a few times as she felt Maeve receded from her awareness and she was pushed forward again.
In an instant, Adam's arms wrapped around her to steady her as she got her bearings. He smiled down at her as he saw her eyes regain their focus and watched the corners of her mouth curve upwards in a faint smile.
"Thanks..." Ann murmured as he chuckled in response and leaned down, kissing her forehead.
"You need to handle your wolf better." Leopold's still shaky voice grumbled from across the room.
Ann tensed slightly as Adam whipped his head around to stare warningly at him.
"No, she doesn't. They are perfectly balanced as they are. Despite what you may think, I hold no interest in wrenching your crown from you, 'my king'. I'm content enough to watch your grip on power slowly slip away. We won't be the cause of the end of your reign, you will have that honor yourself." Adam answered him with a low growl.