Owen POV
I was babysitting Marina´s dad, what a douchebag. He sold his own daughters to clear his gambling debt.
I was pissed, and I wanted to kick his ass, but knowing that he might be a key witness to bringing Walsh and Tyron down stopped me from really getting back at him.
I usually act calm, collected, and with a clear head, but the fact that my future mate was involved in this whole shitshow gets under my skin.
Arran decided to place him in a safe house down in the woods behind the castle. It was the perfect place to have him. He deserves the comfort of a cell in the dungeons, but for the time being Arran is playing nice with him.
I prepared some coffee and handed him a cup. “Sober up…” I instructed.
He slowly took the cup and took a sip of the hot dark beverage. “You don't
