CHAPTER 23
Erica's POV
(Jane)
Alpha Cage’s voice was loud and powerful and filled with anger in every word. “If you touch her again, Simmons, I won’t just talk.”
I stood still with my cheek hurting from my so-called dad's slap. Beta Simmons pulled his hand back right away, his face going white. It wasn't fear of me—it was fear of Cage.
“I got really angry.” Simmons said, lowering his head toward Cage, looking a bit ashamed and defensive. “I'm sorry, Your Grace.”
Apologize? That meant I’ll act sorry to protect myself. He gave me a sharp look, as if I was the one in the wrong, then left without saying anything else, his boots tapping on the marble floor as he walked away.
Cage watched him walk away, his jaw tight, then looked at me with his dark hazel eyes. I disliked how I could see
