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Ethan

I looked at the men seated with me in my court, all having eyes that blazed with anger as they surrounded me. I didn't need to ask what made them angry. I knew it. It was the same reason I was angry.

I had been angry ever since I got the letter and it took Ava constantly whispering soothing words to me for me not to have fly over the handle.

How could another man try to ask for the hand of my wife in marriage, as a return for stopping an attack? It sounded ridiculous to my ears and I wondered how he had come up with that suggestion.

Even if Ava was my daughter and not my mate, I wouldn't have yielded to such a request. How could I give out my daughter to someone who believed she was a commodity that could be transferred by the decision of another person other than hers? How could I trust a man like that to respect and treat her well?

I was angry and had to force myself to calm down for the sake of my people. They were angry already and they needed me to calm down so they could c