~ARTHUR~
My arms around Gabriella tighten its hold on her body. I don't say anything as my father gives me a death stare, I can feel the coldness radiating off his deadly look, and all I want to do is keep Gabriella locked away from him.
I breathe in her sweet scent, and it gives me all of the courage I need to face my father. I remain quiet, waiting for him to say something. However, he seems to be waiting for me to do the same thing.
His eyes drift away from us and take in the badly beaten guards on the ground. At first, I did not want to hurt them, but the moment I saw what they did to Gabriella, everything had changed. I wanted to hurt them for hurting her; the only reason I stopped was to get to her and make sure that they did not severely damage her.
What were they even thinking
