CHAPTER 7

NASH’S P.O.V.

Post dinner, I was dragged to the suite my parents were occupying. And the moment the door closed, my dad rounded on me. He was so furious, I was surprised his claws and fangs were not out to hit me!

“What is wrong with you?” he demanded.

“A lot of things,” I shrugged, unable to control my retort. “You have been pointing out my flaws for years on end, which one are you referring to right now?”

My father growled even more.

“Avinash,” my mother chimed in. “Behave yourself.”

“Why don’t you ask him to start,” I hissed.

I saw my father fist his fingers and I took a step back. I do not want him to scar my face, at least not here, where my Goddess Princess was.

“You have to pound on any girl that crosses your path, is it?” my father started.

“I do not pound on girls, they pound on me,” I shrugged. I just could not help but aggravate my father.

“From the looks of it, I don’t think that La Gualias girl was even looking at you,” my father hissed.

And I understood his meaning, so I