(Camden)
We entered the ballroom first and a hush fell across the crowd of riders, their eyes glued to Harper's face and body. Feeling the general lust in the room for my mate caused my back to tighten my eyes to narrow on the walk ahead of me. I wouldn't let them see how it bothered me to know they lusted for her. My father sat on his thrown and his eyes danced with wicked delight. They narrowed on Harper, I tightened my hold on her hand, she wanted to meet his eyes, meet his challenge. It was her nature, in the blood to bow to no one.
'It will cause problems, I know it chafes..but don't meet is eye...'
