Noctis
“Look, I get it,” said Aros, putting pressure on his blackened eye, “you lost your damn mind for a moment, but that’s not just any girl you almost mounted, but your future mate. There’s a protocol to follow. Starting by courting her and asking her hand to her father until she turns eighteen and you can have her. What did you think it would happen if Uncle Talon heard you deflowered his daughter in the middle of a camp surrounded by Alphas? Uh? Did you think he would accept your offer to be with Katala?”
I was still too angry at them for taking me away from Katala to answer. I growled, looking at the valley below us. The three of us were seated at the top of the mountain, in a place recondit enough to fight each other without attracting the eyes of other people. When we fou
