Chapter 82

“Don’t you dare put one of those things on my son. Did you understand?” I warned him, growling.

My father didn’t respond right away and intertwined his fingers in his lap. Oh, of course I had thought about doing that. The speed with which everything “clicked” left me dizzy. I should never have let it get this far, but I no longer owned even my own thoughts.

“He’s using the children,” I thought, totally beside myself. “He’s trying to keep me under control through the kids.”

I took a few steps back quickly, almost stumbling on my own feet.

“So this is what you do when someone doesn’t obey you?” I began, in a surprisingly calm tone of voice. “Do you destroy him, piece by piece?”

“Nikolai, you wanted to have this conversation.”

“I guess I’m lucky to get out of all this with little more than a scolding because I’m your son and I should be grateful for that, right?” I sighed, a growl trembling in my throat. “Did you also tell the ‘alpha’ of the Red Cuon