ITHRA
I stared daggers at Zadok who went on eating his food like he didn't just insult me.
The nerve of him to think I wouldn't get back at him baffled me.
Thwack! I threw down the plate of food placed in front of me.
“Oops!” I shrugged, and got up. “I believe I'm done here, alpha.”
I made to leave the table but got held back by a tight hold on my wrist.
“Let me go.” I said, accentuating every word.
Without letting go of me, Zadok dropped his fork and got up his feet. I could feel his blazing gaze and the anger that sizzled through him.
“Sit.” He ordered,
I didn't care if he was angry, neither did I care if I was taking a gamble with my life by not obeying him. But I remained standing.
“Let me go, Zadok.” I dared to speak, venom laced in my tone.
I feel his hand loose a
