Tyran felt suffocated. It felt as if the walls were closing in on him. He ran his hand through his dark hair and groaned in frustration. He had faced a lot of difficult situations in the past and come up the victor but when it came to his little queen, he felt like he was always losing. She was forever angry with him, fighting him at every chance she got and he didn't know what he was doing wrong. Part of him was dying for her approval while another part was enraging at the weakness. He never had to prove anything to anyone before and sure as hell he didn't want to start now.
She made up her mind to make sure she drove him crazy and he was done trying to be nice. He was going to show her just how much suffering he had gone through because of her. Once in his territory, Noelle would taste
