Chapter 87

• Harden slammed his fists onto the table. The impact his fists made reverberated throughout the room. The rogues who were his subordinates flinched as Harden started throwing things around the room.
• After he had finished heaving a vaseful of flowers against the wall, Harden was panting for breath. He took a moment to look at the mess he had created, and started shouting at whoever was closeby.
• “What the fuck?! Arthur comes to save the day again! What a damn idiot! Running to Elara as if he wasn’t her second choice. I’m her mate. Me!!! But did that bitch realize that?