Chapter 30: Sick of Your Voice
Alex
Seraphine’s hand flew to her cheek immediately. Her eyes began to blaze with a bright gold light as the shock of my slap turned into a deep, burning rage. A low growl ripped from her throat. It was a raw and feral sound that seemed to vibrate against the stone walls of the corridor. I watched as her claws slid out from her fingertips with a sharp, metallic scrape.
“You actually dare to slap me?” she hissed. Her voice was full of venom. “This time, even the Alpha will not be able to save you from what I am going to do.”
In one fluid motion, she reached for her belt and yanked out a slender sword. The steel of the blade flashed silver under the light of the torches. Without another word, she lunged forward. She aimed the point of the sword straight for
