Chapitre 175: Not Possible

I wake up the next morning to banging. I frown and moan with discontent before burying my head under my pillow. The banging continues as I feel Thane's large hand slide down my bare back. He leans over and kisses my shoulder before getting out of bed and getting dressed. 

When I hear him leave, I start to drift back to sleep until I hear "I know she's here! Tell that suicidal brat to come here! NOW!" My head jerks up when I hear the old man yelling. I struggle to push my hair out of my face and wonder what time it is. 

I look around in confusion before quickly sitting up and getting dressed. I struggle to pull a brush through my hair before the old man comes barging into my room. I turn to look at him and see him huffing and puffing with anger.