Silver Cage

Derek’s POV

“D, you need to talk to Asher.” Lars linked me, but I shut him out instantly. The rage I was feeling I needed to kill someone, and if I talked to Asher, then I would say something I would regret. It conflicted me with what to do with Soph. The thought of punishing my mate was making me sick to the stomach, but what she did was also confusing. Someone was in the house. I heard the door slam. Lars walked into the office.

“D, have you been drinking all night again?”

“So what if I have? What’s it to you?” I snarled at him.

“You’re the king now. I get the loss of your Mom D, but enough with the fucking drinking, OK? If you don’t call Asher now, you will lose your mate as well. I am leaving in an hour on the jet to go to her, with or without you.” He was angry, I could understand that, but he still doesn’t get to order me around. Why was he going to Soph?

“Why would you go to Sophia after what she did?” I snapped at him.

“Because she is our fucking Queen, you idiot, and I will