Stephanie POV
I watch as Timothy tucks that b**ch under his arm and leads her to take a seat on a small couch next to a large window. I still don't understand why their parents are involved in this conversation. I'm the one that was attacked. I'm the one that was injured by that mongrel. They broke the rules by marking each other. The only discussion we should be having is about how their bond can be broken and banishing that mutt from the kingdom forever.
"Martin, why don't you have a seat with your family," the king says, motioning to the chair next to my mom. I turn to look at my father, who has been standing near the window with his back to us since we arrived in the office. "I would rather not Victor" he says as he turns to face the room. "Martin, what the hell do you mean you wou
