Thorn POV
This is f**king ridiculous. Every time I try to speak to Fawn, some a**hole interrupts or something needs to be dealt with. "Well, you better f**king deal with this quickly and finish telling her she is meant to be ours. I mean it Thorn. I want our mate," he says. I ignore him as I step into the dining room where Sherman is ranting about respect. Pack members watch on with disgust. I take a deep breath, so I don't kill him, since he is the reason I had to walk out in the middle of my conversation with Fawn.
I growl as I stalk toward him and his wh*re of a daughter. The minute she sees me, she steps behind her father, fear clearly in her eyes. "What is the meaning of this, Sherman?" "Prince Thorn, I demand that you deal with the women your brother brought to the royal pack. The
