Aurélie POV
“Calm down, Alpha!” Maurice orders, tightening his grip as I struggle violently against his hold.
A growl rips from both Fabrice and Damien at the sight of his arms locked around my waist.
“You’re pure evil,” I scream at her. “Stay away from my children!”
“No one asked you to come here,” she snaps back. “The sooner you leave, the better for everyone.” I surge forward again and she lashes out, her foot connecting with my mouth, the blow cracking across my jaw. Pain explodes through my face.
Damien yanks her back, dragging her away from me. He holds her too tightly. Too protectively.
Of course he would. He wouldn’t want her to break a nail or crease that stupidly glamorous silk pyjama set of hers.
“I only came here to ask if Damien had stolen my son,” she shrieks, voice sh
