Esme's P.O.V.
Alerted, Celestine stepped back after seeing the sharp claws from my fingers. She madly snarled at me. I'm anxiously trying to stop my arm from moving by itself. It's really aiming for her face. I might really scratch her cheek if it doesn't stop now!
I'm so f*****g dead—
Then, suddenly, a hand grabbed mine and restrained it behind me. I was forced to look at the man who came at the right time to save my ass from doing something stupid.
Merverlan...
"A—Alpha? Did you see that? She's trying to hurt me with her funny claws. I bet she thinks she's better than me. You wanna see it for yourself?" she challenged. I didn't say anything. I was more preoccupied with figuring out what was happening to me.
My wolf has calmed down now. She's not going wild anymore. Wh
