Recognizing the dangerous edge in my voice,Grace immediately backed down, stepping aside to avoid my wrath. I stormed past her, muttering a string of dark curses under my breath. My irritation was reaching its absolute breaking point.
I finally reached my mother’s private chambers, throwing the heavy oak doors open without knocking—and instantly froze. One of the royal warrior was lying ontop of my mom, his c**k buried deep inside her.
"What the hell, Mom?!" I shrieked, violently slamming my hands over my eyes.
"Fredrick!" she panicked. I heard the frantic rustling of silk sheets as I stood there awkwardly, my face completely covered. "You could have mind-linked me first!"
"Get out," she barked at the male royal warrior she had been with. A moment later, I heard the hurried padding of
