Adeline’s POV
The father’s face flushed red, veins standing out along his temples as he glared at me. His voice thundered, meant to rattle me in front of the gathering crowd.
“You little i***t. Do you even know who you’re messing with? You’ll regret this. I swear you’ll regret it.”
His hand shot up, palm open, ready to strike.
I stiffened, my wolf bristling inside me. Eve pressed against my skin, her growl vibrating through my chest.
“Let him try,” she urged. “We’ll crush his bones before his hand touches our cheek.”
My fingers twitched, the spell already forming in my mind. I was ready to meet his violence with my own. Caleb’s gasp reached me, sharp and frightened, while Elijah muttered under his breath, low and dangerous, his small fists balling. For a heartbeat, everything in me s
