Aiden’s POV
Anger issues. Check.
The rest of the gathering remained deadly silent.
Jacob sighed and I flashed him a grin while Daya whimpered in my arms.
"Please don't kill her, nephew." Ah, the beloved nephew card.
"I will not allow any of your council members to insult me and get away with it. As for my sanity, I think you all know I lost it a long time ago." I said more to them than him.
Slowly, I released her and she ran out of the room.
I brought out a bloodied note and showed it to them.
"Look at this. Theon was taken last night. Do you not care about the welfare of your son, Uncle? He was clearly kidn*pped by these things that attacked in his house and he wrote a call for help in his own blood. Rogues." One of the guards took the note from my hand and passe
