Nathan’s POV
My wolf roared in my head, a fierce, protective growl that echoed my own emotions. But I controlled my emotions.
“You must be joking, Cain. Just stop it, I’m not in the mood for your jokes. Just tell me what you want. Money? Lands? Whatever?”
Cain scoffed and shook his head. “I’m serious, Nathan. I want that girl.”
I stood abruptly, my fists clenching at my sides. “She’s not a thing to be given away, Cain,” I said sharply, my voice low and dangerous.
Cain raised an eyebrow, his smirk unfaltering. “You promised me anything, Nathan. Anything. And I’ve made my choice.” He took another step closer, his tone turning colder. “Or are you going to go back on your word now?”
I stared at him, my mind racing. The promise I’d made to him had been out of desperation, a last resort to
