Chapter 120: Incompetent fools!

ITHRA’S POV I was dressed in a mini black ball gown and waiting to be dragged to the altar.  Because that was the only way I’d step my foot out of this prison.  I heard the sound of the door click and I turned around to meet the face of the one who ruined my life - Or was about to ruin my life.  “How dare you appear before me?” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop myself.  “Calla.” He called softly, closing the door behind him and headed for me. “Are you still being difficult?”  Difficult? He thought I was being difficult? The hell?! “Let me go,” I demanded with fiery eyes. “I do not belong here.”  A wave of rage passed through his eyes but he blinked it off. “Are you ready to be mine - body mind and soul?” He asked, tracing my face with his filthy hands.  I fought the urge to spit in his face as I answered. “Over my dead body.”  That did it. My head swung back at the force of his slap, and he dragged me to him, holding me tightly against him. “You will be my Luna and ser