*Marco’s POV*
I close my mind link off and sit back on the bed in the cell. I look up at the window and wonder why my parents are like this. What do they have to gain?
I lean my head back on the wall and think about what my parents are up to, and the only thing I can think of is they have something against the tigers because what has Gabriella done to them?
I hear the main doors to the dungeons open. I continue to look at the wall. I get my dad's scent and rue scent of watermelon and berries, but I ignore it. “Marco”, my father says, and I continue to stare at the wall like it is more interesting than what he has to say.
“Marco as your father, you will look at me when I speak!” I roll my eyes and sigh, then look at him “what is it, father? Can't you see I am busy?” I say, trying to s
