Fiona’s POV
The moment the hall became empty, Kael ordered Gareth to shut the doors, and in two strides he made his way to me and pinned me against the nearest wall, his hand clamping hard around my throat.
“What the hell was that?” He snarled, colorful streaks of lights dancing in my vision as his grip tightened. “Are you a slut now, Fiona? Cozying up to any Alpha who glances your way? Have you forgotten so soon whose mate you are and that you are carrying my child?”
“You dare…you dare lecture me about fidelity, Kael?” I asked in a strained voice with a bitter laugh finding its way out of my throat. “You of all people who have been parading Laila on your arm, bedding her, and going as far as getting her pregnant while I rotted alone? Oh please, Kael, spare me the hypocrisy.”
“Fiona…
