HIS PERSONAL SLAVE

"Forgive me Xaden." Uther said. "I really had no idea that you had company. I wouldn't have come in at all."

"It's alright." Xaden nodded as he folded his arms. "What's the issue?"

Uther shrugged. "It is nothing so serious. Just some matters that arose after you left. Not of much importance, but I wanted to give you foresight especially since I once lived here and knew how your later father- goddess rest his soul- ruled."

Jasmine did not like his uncle uther. 

From the moment she had met him, she did not trust him and it was very unlike her to judge a book by its cover. 

And it wasn't just because he had come along with Xaden's first mate. 

Where had they been when his family had massacred? 

Why had they conveniently shown up in the pack?

She didn't buy his story that they had been hiding and waiting for them to be called out.

He was like all the men she had grown to see.