Ronald sighed and looked at Gretude. “Honor. All I want is my honor,” he said. He wanted his honor back and the first step was Dunham kingdom, he would kill Melissa and everyone else seated at this table and they rule it himself using its prowess to take down kingdoms after kingdoms till he looked his Alpha in the face and he kneels before him.
Aunt Gretude crossed her leg and stared into Ronald's eyes. She probably was trying to dig deep into his soul and understand what he was actually thinking. At last she shook her head. She had no such abilities but she had the calmness to tell if someone was lying to her. Ronald wasn't necessarily lying, he was hiding; hiding behind one finger.
She shook her head and asked him. “Who took your honor from you?” She asked.
“It is a long story that I am not interested in sharing in this room,” he said.
“Fair enough,” Aunt Gretude replied. “How about we move forward,” she said. “Get one of those maids to bring Dean and Lucas here right now you,” she
