Roman’s POV
Traci locked herself in her room right after demanding the kings get here so she could reject them.
Yeah. That conversation went over about as well as expected. Which meant not well at all.
I explained to her they didn’t want her rejecting them. That maybe she should calm down first and think about everything before making a decision she couldn’t take back.
She told me to mind my business. Then slammed the door in my face.
“She’s got spirit,” Ronan muttered beside me.
“She’s got anger issues,” I corrected while rubbing my hand down my face.
Titan snorted. “She fits right in with this damn family then.”
I had a tray brought up a little while ago along with the laptop Raiden told me to set up. I still had no clue what exactly he sent over, but the second he got that smug
