CILLIAN'S POV

I couldn't believe Rosalind was here in my quarters. She sat at the edge of my couch looking like she felt out of place.

"I apologise for my brother. He can be a handful sometimes."

But personally, I felt she belonged here. And if I would have it, I would keep her here with me safe and sound.

She averted her gaze from mine. "It was nothing, Prince Cillian. I am a mere omega to his royal lineage. He can treat me however he pleases."

The words sparked even more anger within me. It wasn't like she had said anything wrong. It was the law.

We were the...