Hunter's POV
Liya was a literal f*****g vision to behold. After the heated argument we just had with Father, my brothers and I sought comfort in the presence of our mate. And when we walked into her room to see her curled up in a ball and sleeping peacefully, my wolf howled in contentment.
The primal urge to mark her right there and then along with my brothers tortured me greatly. But with father's threats and warnings and even Liya's own restrictions, I knew we had no choice but to wait. So I decided I would make do with just watching her silently.
The thought of the bastard Connor flashed through my mind, sending unresolved rage through me and making me clench my fists. Every time the image of him about to claim Liya flashed through my head, my anger multiplied tenfold. For the umptee
