MARK'S POV

I didn't like the sound of this.

Anger rose in me, hands tightened into fists. There's no way I'd allow them to do this to Roberts.

Absolutely no way.

My voice rang in the air as I spoke to the council, but nothing changed their mind.

Roberts stood behind me, tears in her eyes. Vesperus wore a malicious grin, giggling.

The audacity she had.

I'd have chased her out of there if I had my way.

Roberts' hands raised in the air. He took a deep breath and was going to take off the shirt.

“No!” I yelled, stopping her halfway.

She looked into my eyes, pain clouded...