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CHAPTER 50
~Xade's POV~
Troy's father's broken pleas still rang in my ears long after we left their mansion. The man had dropped to his knees, begging us to spare his son one more time, even as Troy lay there bleeding.
Though we didn't kill him or accomplish what we wanted to, seeing Nicholas deal with his son was little compensation as compared to what Jade suffered.
That alone was enough warning. The humiliation we left him with would hurt worse than any blade.
Still, even though it should have been enough, rage still burned under my ribs, refusing to fade.
That and the words my father had mentioned concerning the king knowing we were his daughter's mate did not sit well in my stomach.
My brothers had gone straight home—Xander driving with that iron grip on the wheel, Xavier staring out the window like he could will the curse away through sheer stubbornness.
