Brynmor's POV
"Let me go! I don't want to stay in this pack anymore!" shouted Fiora as she beat my back to get me to let her down, but I chose to ignore her and continued walking into the palace.
The servants and soldiers all looked at us with curious eyes as we passed by. They must have thought that we were fighting, or that I was a crazy man obsessed with her. No matter what they think, I'd better not worry about it.
"Alpha, why are you doing this to me?" asked Fiora after I set her down on her bed. "If you and your father don't want me here, wouldn't it be better if I left?"
I rubbed my face in frustration. "Our grudge with your parents has nothing to do with you, Fiora," I retorted. "I want you to stay here, with me."
Fiora snorted, she laughed mockingly. "You want me
