(Sienna’s POV)
Arthur doesn’t speak for several heartbeats. I watch as his face on the video shifts from concern etched in his features to a look of contractual obligation.
Suddenly, his chiseled jaw tightens. His eyes remain steady and hard. “Clean yourself up and return to Royal immediately,”
My brows furrow at the sudden change. “Excuse me?”
“I don’t believe I stuttered, Sienna. This is an official summons.
I flatten my expression. “No.” The nerve of these Alpha’s…arrogant demands. I have more important things to attend to. I’m so worried about Owen. I don’t care what the hell Arthur wants!
He chuckles humorlessly with a flat expression, void of any emotion at all. “I’m not making a request, Sienna. Are you breaking our contract already?
Moon goddess, if he throws that damn cont
