LUCIENS POV
I jerk off the mandate from Brian's hands, I read through the letter and I feel my breath case for a minute.
I've known all along that He never really cared about me, I knew he was definitely up to no good but for once I thought that old geezer would leave me to rest.
"Rubbish" I mutter to myself as I toss it to the floor, not saying about his speech, his command, or what he wants.
I'm thirty four and he thinks her can go around bossing me, not only am I grown I'm also at the pitch, I am the alpha king, and he can't just choose a bride for me out of the blue, besides I never really recalled saying anything about want to go to get married so what is he onto to be exact?
I watch Brian as he walks over to the floor in haste, across the room as he bends to pick up the letter.
It seemed as much as he was up to nothing but Slave away after the scroll.
