Amelia's POV
She stood in the doorway after she had issued her instructions, she looked intently at me as if daring me to disobey, she had an intimidating charisma about her, an authority in her eyes that I dared not undermine with my actions.
I inched backwards, in obedience to what she had asked, wary of her intentions as she followed me into the room and closed the door behind her, I felt my foot touch the edge of the bed and I stopped falling backwards to take a seat on the bed as she approached me menacingly.
"I will ask you a question and for your sake and the sake of all you hold dear, you better give me reasonable answers", she snarled, her claws had already bared themselves, and their appearance was in sharp contrast to her beautifully done manicure which had previously graced
