She settled down. "Tell me where they are." She demanded.
"No."
She growled.
"Answer me first." I ordered her. "How did you learn that language?"
Her eyes were full of anger but it started to soften into...tears? She wiped her eyes before it could visibly show and dance in her eyes so she looked away from me. "I was forced to learn it."
"Who forced you to learn?" I asked. Hiding my anger.
"I don't want to talk about him." She said, hugging her knees. "I was stubborn." She retorted as if she didn't want me to judge the person. "My nanny discovered I was musically gifted when I was four, she taught me this massage, cooking, laundry, all the work around the house and appealed my case to my Alpha to learn music and be taught by pros. He agreed but I have to learn that language."
"Thi
