Fenrir POV
"I need to get the hell out of here," Draca complained in my head. "I need my source of energy," he whined. "I need to f**k someone!" He moaned in my head.
"If you could stop whining!" I shouted at him and stared into the eyes of the lords that were seated and waiting for what I had to say. "I am in a meeting!"
The meeting had started five minutes ago but I still couldn't understand what I was doing there or why I was there. When I tried to engage in the conversation, I said things that I should never say. "What is the purpose of the gathering if it's centered on me?" I asked and the lords all looked toward me. "What about the lady that I am supposed to get married to? Where is she?"
They had been talking about the marriage proposal for hours but I haven't seen the bride
