“YOU—DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU ARE ASKING!?”
I was stunned by what I had heard and my head turned sharply towards my mate, whose eyes were wide with shock. He was shaking terribly in anger. I no longer knew how to stop him if he lunged at his uncle.
Carnell smirked at both of us, enjoying the rage he saw on Edison’s face. He disgustingly looked at me from my feet up to my face with a desire that made the tip of the hair on my skin rise. Edison hid me behind his back, trying to get me out of his uncle’s sight. I was so confused about what was happening. What horrible reason did Carnell have to treat Edison like that? Does this usually happen between royal families? It was not what I expected when we came here to ask for his help!
“Why, Edison? Isn’t she just another woman you go to bed w
