LEAH
Tension is so heavy in the air, it's like the room stopped breathing. The walls suddenly begin to close in on me, making it difficult for me to breathe. My chest rises and lows at the same time.
“Not pureblood.” The phrase echoes in my chest, sharp and heavy, making me choke from the inside. I can’t move, or breathe. My body locks in place, my eyes stuck on Emily-Donna's face as if she’s waiting for me to break.
Lucian snarls, stepping forward, his hands trembling with his claws half-formed. Rage pours from him in waves, his eyes burning bright gold. “Take your words back now!”
Lucian's warnings do not seem to faze Emily as she lifts her voice over his growl, cutting clean through the chamber. “sTake a good look at her, she's a hybrid.” She says, pointing to me, her words drip
