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~Thorne's POV
The moment I stepped into my chambers, I slammed the door so hard the sound echoed through the hall. I didn't care. The guards outside could hear it, the maids could whisper about it, I didn't care. My blood was boiling.
They stopped me.
Those damn triplets.
I clenched my fists and paced the room like a caged wolf, my boots dragging over the stone floor. Every step made the anger rise again. I could still hear their voices, calm, firm, full of authority, as they told me I couldn't see her.
Lisa.
Even thinking her name made something twist deep in my chest. I'd never felt anything like it before, that pull, that heat under my skin, my tattoo burning so hard, that strange pulse that grew stronger when I saw her. It wasn't lust. It wasn't curiosity. It was something deeper. Something old. Something I couldn't name.
