yran King 1 shouldn’t have said those things, but he shouldn’t have had that woman try to compel me. What if it had worked Why didn’t he have the halls to have tried to do it himself so I could shack that snug smirk off his stupid face? Is that the kin person he’s become? The Ragnar I knew as a child would never use his power like that, once looked up to him.
After she settled some things, my grandmother finally got aroun to giving me a room where I can keep all the things I brought back with me. She’s calling it my study, but it’ll probably be a gaming room. Nothing like the one bark home. because of the house’s structure, but it’ll be cute. I know it
There’s a knock on my door while I’m in the middle of setting up my computers and trying to unpack my textbooks. The best I’ve done is scatter everything I’ve unboxed because I have no idea where I’m going to put anything, I was hoping to get an idea if everything was laid out in the open. When I open the door, I stare back at Ragnar, not knowing what to do.
“Good afternoon, Sophia,” he greets me.
“Lycan King.” I bow my head out of courtesy. I see the way his shoulders tense up, but I avert my gaze, not wanting to feel guilty. After all, my actions were the consequences of his. Not the other way around. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
He growls lowly and pushes past me. I roll my eyes and stand by the doorway with my arms crossed over my chest. He looks around and then turns back to me.
“I have to talk to you,” he says.
“So, talk,” I shrug. His nose crinkles at my attitude.
“I didn’t have anyone try to compel you. My father fired Megan or what she did. It was completely uncalled for. She should never have tried that on you.”
“I don’t believe that you didn’t have anything to do with it. Why would she even try to do that if you hadn’t personally asked her to?” I scoff. I might be naive, but I’m not a complete idiot.
“Megan is Ivar’s cousin–his Mom’s Sister’s daughter. She was trying to help. No one speaks to me the way you were, saw I was upset. I assured her that I didn’t need her to try to fix anything for me before she left.”
and she
“Fine, whatever, I shrug and go back to my computer. He stands here watching me piece the cables together. When everything is in place, I reach for the zip ties to try to make this clean as possible. He takes them before I can get to them and holds them away from me. “Is there something else you wanted? I have a lot to do today, and this is not helpful.”
“You are so vain,” he says accusingly.
I stare at him for a long time and decide that I don’t want to argue. I stomp on his foot, and as soon as he groans, lowering my arm, I snatch the zip ties out of his hand
Please, leave me alone,” I say, turning back to my desk “libsk you to come here. I didn’t ask you for some take ass apology or to fire anyone, I don’t need you invading what little are Fus tiling on my own”
“This is probably the reason why they kept you on a least he has. Glavin would be disappointed to know you let these dogs break you”
Rage itches all over my skin as I watch him walk of my
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e until he’s outside the door. As he turned around to say something equally as hateful as he had rush to the dot and slammed it shut. Or at least. I try to
“Get the fuck out, I say lowly without breaking eye contact.
“Your grandmother and my father are waiting in her study. You needed, he growls, giving the door a shove. I stumble back and wait until he leaves.
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Chapter 331
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I take a few deep breaths to calm myself and then head down Ragnar is sitting at one of the study tables pretending to he super into one of the books my grandmother took from the firs pile I unboxed My grandmother smiles brightly, but a fahrers when I can’t return it. She immediately looks over at Ragar accusingly
“My King. I bow to his father.
“Sophie,” he greets me. He stands up and comes around his chair to hug me. I find it odd, since the last time I saw him he was pissed that I was against him running over to Artume to slaughter the city’s Alphas. “I would like to start by apologizing for Megan’s behavior.
“She’s very fond of us, and when she saw that we were displeased with your suggestion, she wanted to change your mind. I’m very sorry she tried to compel you. I am glad that it didn’t work
“Neither of us was in the right headspace,” he says, looking over Ragnar, who is still pretending to ignore us. “I would also like to thank you for being levelheaded enough to voice your opinion. This is a very sensitive subject for us, you see.
“It’s a sensitive subject for everyone involved. I understand what you’re feeling, sir, but there’s nothing we can do to change things anymore. Killing them is not enough. It’s too easy. They need to pay for what they did in this life. For your mates, and our families.
“You can’t take that from us just like that. We all deserve justice for what they did and everything we lost. I’m sorry I upset you, my King. It was never my intention, and you have nothing apologize for. It was me who overstepped.”
“All is forgiven then?” he places his giant hand on my head. I smile up at him and nod. “Good. Zara tells me you wish to join our militia’s medical division.”
“Yes, sir. I do. She promised that if my doctor clears me for basic training, I could start immediately.”
“I look forward to it. I know you’ll make us all proud. If you don mind, I require your grandmother for a few things this afternoon.
“I don’t, I smile at her. “I’m actually unpacking”
“Are you finding everything you need, Sophie?” she asks.
Tam
Mr. Vega brought me some power tools I needed for the shelves. I’m all set,” I reassure her.
“Ragnar will be staying to accompany you,” the King adds. I don‘ hide my disappointment, and it makes him laugh. “That’s usually the response he gets. Have fun, kids.”
“Be nice, my grandmother kisses my cheek as he walks past me The two of them are already talking about who knows what.
“F**k my life,” I sigh, rubbing my neck. “Some sleep would be ne right about now.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
