AMBROSE'S POV:
That son of a bitch had the fucking gull to touch what was mine? His kings? I was seething with anger. So much anger I roared and punched a hole through the screen that showed him taking her in the room.
I don't know what happened, but I know he touched her.
I want to rip out his eyes and shove them in his throat and then rip his throat out.
And we will. We will punish him in ways that will make him beg for death.
Then my wolf growled low Not good enough.
He was right, anything I could do wouldn't be enough. And that's when a sinister idea popped into my head.
You're right, Odette should be the one to deliver the punishment.
I don't know why, but the idea of her ripping his throat out sounds much more appealing.
I know, I'm very interested in what she would do, getting her hands on him.
Go get her and bring her.
I didn't need to be told twice. I would take her to him and watch her exact her vengeance.
