Nathan's POV

"Worthless!"

I knelt in silence on the floor of the hall, listening to the furious reprimand echoing from above by the Alpha.

"Such a good opportunity, and you couldn't kill Harrison Morris?"

"Because..."

"That's enough!!"

Klaus's scepter fell heavily on the floor, producing a dull sound that reverberated in the spacious hall, cutting off the explanation I hadn't had a chance to voice.

"Only a worthless person would make excuses for their failure! Tell me, Nathan, are you worthless?! You are the Targary I chose. Could you really be a worthless person?!"

"Of course not, Alpha."

I pressed my forehead against the floor, adopting a posture of repentance....