Chapter 16
###YOU’RE A FUCK UP###
ZIONs POV...
I glance at my brother's Beard and Tyber, whose faces occupy the entire screen on the wall I am standing in front of. Beards' eyes narrow as he folds his huge arms across his chest, desperately trying to intimidate me.
As Tyber scans his surroundings, he makes a conscious effort to avoid establishing direct eye contact with me, fearing that I may be able to see what is hidden behind his crystal blue eyes.
Beard is the oldest of the five of us, followed by myself, Jaja, Tyber, and Nova.
He should be where I am.
He should be warming the throne.
Not me.
I never wanted it.
I still don't.
The responsibility, commitment and dedication have never been a friend of mine. Yet here I stand, still keeping the throne warm and fighting for our people.