JAXSON'S POV
I walked into the throne room to find a lot of shouting werewolves, dragons and witches, all around my parent's chairs while our councilors sat in their usual spots.
The second I walked in, however, most of the yelling died down, and they stared at me.
I wasn't dressed for court today, I was still in my jeans and a short-sleeved shirt that Julia had brought to the hospital and I hadn't showered and changed since the fire. All in all, I looked like cr*p, but I really didn't care at this point, I just wanted to get this sh*t over with, so I could get back to my girl.
"Jaxson good" My father stood up "Get over here"
I walked through the crowd while Knox growled with his shackles up. He didn't like being surrounded by our enemies.
I reached the front and bowed to my parents
