Jo’s POV
Carson is so stubborn. He knows my orders.
He is still pursuing the fact that he thinks he’s my mate. Jupiter isn’t helping either. The pair of them are relentless. But no matter what, either of them believes. I still have a mission to complete.
As I sit at the table trying to finish my breakfast, Carson keeps going on and on. He’s lucky I didn’t just punch him in the face. But that would take energy and right now I don’t have energy. I am running on fumes and caffeine. Which isn’t healthy. If Ora was to be getting in trouble. If Millicent was to attack. I wouldn't be able to protect her.
I got up from the table and stomped up the stairs. As I walked to my suite, I could hear footsteps behind me. I know it’s Carson, but I’m not giving him the satisfaction of turning arou
