*Jameson POV*
I wasn't expecting this. I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't the 13 and 14-year-old boys sobbing to me about the horrors they experienced. Things that would scar a grown man should never have been done to a young boy or girl, for that matter.
Sterling placed a boy by the name of Colby with me to help in making sure that the younger boys didn't fear me. He was afraid that, because we were kings, that our natural aura would frighten them. He wasn't wrong for the most part, but generally, they were pretty accepting of me.
"Jameson, this is Nathan, he is 14, and was from a witch coven in Canada. His sister is named Constance and is in one of the cabins. I think she is, anyway. She was one of the girls in the cages," Colby informed me.
He kept addressing me formally
