(DARIAN)
I look at the king, bitterness filling my mouth. I've never enjoyed a particularly close relationship with my father. In the eyes of the world, he has been an attentive parent, but I've always felt that something was missing. To reject a fated mate is no small thing, and for my father to ask me to make such a sacrifice when my own wolf is not willing is beyond cruel.
"Whatever you've decided for me, I'm not going to do it." My voice is harsh. "Whatever deal you have struck with Thomas Elvin, you can call it off. I'm not going to participate. If you think Willow will make such an excellent queen, why don't you take her as your own mate? After all, my mother has been dead for years now—"
"Enough!" my father roars. "Do not forget who you are speaking to! I am your king!"
