Kylia's POV:
Kesha's gaze burned with fury as she watched Laura walk away.
I felt a twinge of worry for Laura. Considering that even the police couldn't do anything about Kesha, Laura couldn't possibly stand a chance.
"Kylia, come with me," Oscar said abruptly, ignoring Kesha and pulling me out of the classroom.
Well, it looked like I was back on top of Kesha's hit list.
"Kylia, about that favor—I called Herbert this morning."
"And? What did he say?" I asked, my interest piqued.
He hesitated before responding.
"If your husband were anyone else, I could handle it. But Herbert? He's known for being decisive and ruthless..."
I burst out laughing at Oscar's painfully grim expression.
He didn't know the half of it. My husband was a werewolf!
My master had once told me that werewolves
