Chapter 72: Not Strange for Nikolai

The throne room was a tense and foreboding place as every member of the Novikov family gathered. Yulia stood in the center, panting heavily, her blue, wolf-like eyes darting around the room. Her normally sleek hair was disheveled, giving her the appearance of someone who had gone years without proper rest. Her transformation was startling, a visible manifestation of the inner turmoil she had been enduring. Rhaziel, sensing the rising tension, muttered under his breath, "My cue to leave," and swiftly exited the room. Nikolai, however, seemed completely unfazed by the charged atmosphere. With an air of nonchalance, he began to move in the direction of his family. "Nikolai," came the low growl of Alexander, who sat upon the throne like a judge ready to deliver a verdict. His voice carried the weight of authority, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. All eyes turned to Nikolai, who continued his approach with a calm, almost innocent expression. As soon as Yulia caught sight of