Thaddeus’ POV
I lead all of the men into my throne room, reaching behind me as I walk. Michael, seeming to realize what I want, hands me the phone instantly. I unlock the phone, seeing the images of my mate once the screen brightens, causing a growl to rise up in my chest, thundering into the hall and throne room. These images should not be shown to anyone, as they are not only her full body, but because of how gruesome they look.
I open one of the pictures, not sure what I will be looking at when it comes onto the screen. There are about fifteen pictures, all of them at different angles of my little mate. I debate with myself, not sure if I want others to see what is solely mine. As soon as I click on the more recent photo, I instantly decide that no one can see them.