Erebus
“My Lord, this child is still crying.”
I grit my teeth from my position on my throne. This was supposed to be easy, but that damn brat has done nothing but cry since the moment she was born. Gods, she hasn’t stopped once in a week!
Why won’t she stop?
Doesn’t she realize how important I am?
Of course, she doesn’t; she’s an infant, an irritating one. She won’t eat or sleep; at this rate, she’ll die of dehydration and starvation.
What am I supposed to do with the little bitc.h?
Why did I think I could raise her and make her my mate?
My precious Ameris wasn’t like this when she was a baby. But then, she had Asher taking care of her. Perhaps that’s what is wrong with this child; she needs her father. I don’t know, but I have to do something to shut her up before I kill her!
May
