Thorn POV
"What do you want, Cyrus?" A low growl makes me chuckle. "Do you expect a royal to address a murderer as alpha? I outrank you, Cyrus. You murdered my mother-in-law. You plan to harm my pup. I'm not feeling very respectful right now." "Careful pup. I may not be able to kill you until Fawn gives birth, but you'd be surprised what you can live through." I fight the urge to roll my eyes. "Besides, you should be glad to see me. I come bearing good news," he says. "I doubt that." He chuckles before he moves to stand in front of the large windows.
I tighten my fists when he turns his back to me. He is standing only a few feet from me. It would be nothing for me to lunge at him and wrap my claws around his neck. Everything in me wants to try to kill him, but Marigold's words replay in
