Elsa
The silence that followed was deafening. Uldrich slumped forward, groaning in pain, a thin stream of blood dripping from his split lip. Adam’s knuckles were stained red, but his face was expressionless, his eyes cold and hard.
“Don’t you dare compare my mate with her,” Adam said quietly, his voice trembling with barely suppressed rage. The calm collected façade he’d been holding onto had finally cracked, and the fury underneath was terrifying to witness.
Uldrich coughed, spitting out a tooth along with more blood. He looked up at Adam with a twisted smile, his teeth stained red. “Ah, struck a nerve, did I?” he rasped, chuckling weakly despite the pain. “You can hit me all you want, Alpha. It won’t change the truth. You know I’m right,”
“Stephanie loved you, you know,” Uldrich said
