“Excuse me?” Tohr asked quietly.
“I believe, I said no,” I repeated, unfazed by the growing tension in him.
“I do not believe I asked a question or made a request, Mara,” he ground out between clenched teeth.
“I do believe. However, I gave you my answer to your order,” I told him daringly.
Tohr advance on me, the fury in his golden eyes almost caused them to start sparking.
“You will watch how you speak to me, little human. I am your King! And when I give you an order, you will follow it,” he growled.
He turned to Erik and hissed something at the wide-eyed man, who immediately hissed something back. Out of nowhere, Tohr let out a roar that echoed, making the glass in the windows rattle. I scooted a bit towards my brother, feeling the rage that laced the roar sending a lance of fear through me.
Tohr’s jaw was clenched so hard that it was twitching while his eyes elongated, taking on his draygon’s pupils.