A frightening chill invaded Eradine's heart and sent a shiver down her spine. Who the he** was this woman!?
She clenched her fists and narrowed her eyes, panic and anxiety flickering in her green orbs. The blazing eyes of the crowd seared her body and the heated gazes of those who had been following her fixed on her face.
At this moment, Eradine felt true fear facing this woman.
Her words, her expression, and the aura she exuded, their influence on the crowd was undeniable...
She had the mindset of an Empress and the power to command a crowd's attention with a few words. If she wished, she could even command an army.
Eradine finally realized the one she was facing wasn't just a vixen with the face of a seductress or an anomaly with the ability to confront a werewolf who had awakened
