No One’s P.O.V.
“How dare you lock me up here, Vincent? I am the father of your king.” Killian roared aloud at Vincent while trembling hard in anger. Never in his dreams had he thought about what he was witnessing right now.
“It’s my king’s orders, Alpha Killian. You are no longer free to contact anyone outside of this room. All your electronic devices, including your phone, and the landline that you have in your study will be removed, and you will be under 24/7 surveillance from now on,” Vincent replied to him in a formal tone, shedding the formalities.
He never had any respect for Killian, but he was just a beta blood, and had no authority over him. But now was a different time. Marcus gave him authority over his father and he could deal with him in any way.
“You are f**king kidding
