Chapter 115: Just Between Us, Screw Formalities

[ALANOR]

"What happened, Unar? Did the witches come to Udrad? Does your father want me gone? Is he still thinking I'm the beast? Say something, please," Alanor said softly, and even though he was getting angrier by the second, he wanted to know what it was.

"It's nothing. Take your medicine," Unar said, handing Alanor the tonic. However, Alanor whipped it with his hand, throwing the container in the opposite direction and making it hit the wall.

Instantly, Unar got up, and glared at his mate, like a mother who wanted to whip her child. He wasn't about to listen to Alanor's tantrums when he was the reason the prince was in this state.

"If you're not going to talk to me about what's on with you, why the fuck should I trust you?" Alanor bit out angrily. He knew he wasn't being fair, but he wanted to earn Unar's trust. He wanted to make the prince feel like he wasn't alone. So why was it that hard?