Silverstone packZaden's PovI arched a brow, my head tilting ever so slightly to the side, as though the motion might steady the unrest stirring beneath my composure. It didn’t“You haven’t said a word,” he noted.“There is nothing to say, Father.”The response came without hesitation. My hands remained clasped behind my back, my posture disciplined to the point of rigidity.A faint shift crossed his expression, not surprise, never that, but something quieter.“You defy me?” he asked, almost idly.His fingers rested along the arm of his chair, his attention drifting momentarily to the glass of wine cradled in his hand.“You intend to marry me off to one of Alpha Garren’s daughters,” I said, my voice even, each word placed with care."Without my consent.”My eyes traced the ease of his posture, one leg crossed lazily over the other.“I have no interest in this arrangement.”“What I did,” he said smoothly, “was for your own good, son.”A humorless breath slipped past my lips.“No, Fath
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