BRIAR'S POV
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"Get on the damn horse, Briar." Fenrys snarls, his face red from probably running around to get everything ready in the span of maybe two hours... "I want my own horse." I grit out, eyes narrowing on him. Column steps closer, "Get on, or loose your f*****g head, princess." I stare at him, a smile curling at my lips, "Princess?" I swoon, "It's so nice that you think I look like a princess." I beam, and Column takes a threatening step closer, but Fenrys grabs his arm, "Get on your damn horse and I'll handle her." He grits out, jaw sharp with tension. Column stares at Fenrys with confusion, his face a portrait of ignorance and a bruised ego. "Now." Fenrys snarls, eyes glowing brighter.
I watch with a smug satisfaction how Column struts off to his horse and check everything b
