To say that Ivan was shocked beyond words is an understatement. He tried to get up from the group, but it was difficult to move with his ankles and wrists tightly tied. However, he could see his mother beside him. He could also see Damon, his uncle, and his cousin. And he could also see her. Tyra. And the men all around her.
"What... is going on here?" He asked in disbelief.
"Why do you look like this? Why am I here like this? WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" He bellowed and began to cough when it felt like his throat was going to tear from the dryness.
Tyra scoffed in amusement before glancing at the rogue beside Ivan, who roughly picked him up and made him kneel.
"YOU STUPID OMEGA WENCH!" Ivan yelled at her as his dark eyes glared at her. Even though his voice was hoarse and broken, he still managed to show how enraged he was.
"HOW DARE YOU TREAT YOUR PRINCE LIKE THIS?" He looked around.
