Chapter 39. Where It All Began (3)

Jerome Dawson's POV

"Wait for a second. You're misunderstanding something here, Mr. Asterbelle and Mrs. Asterbelle," I politely said as I looked at each one of them as I mentioned their names. "It's not like I forced Luna to do something indecent. We were just doing what mates should be doing. That's not too wrong for us, right? In fact, it would be better for the both of us to be pronounced as mates as early as now, since we would still be able to adapt to a society where we're going to be the greatest—"

"Who gave you permission to speak, little boy of the Dawson Clan?" Mr. Asterbelle cut me off. His gaze was deadly, and that was enough to completely prevent me from uttering a single word. "You should know your place, boy. As far as I know, your parents don't even have anything worthy to be proud of. Your clan wouldn't even ring a bell to a stranger out there. That's how low you should think of yourself, so what right do you have to speak to someone that you should high