Marianna,
Three years ago, I broke my father's wrist for touching something I truly cherished. For a brief moment, he was too stunned to utter another word. But at the end of the day, he had to let it go.
The violent tendency was something he could never control, not when his daughter was born as an Alpha and a woman with a twisted mind.
The moment the whip swung toward me, I raised my hand and grabbed the edge of the rough whip. The sharp tips of the thorns dug into my palm, but I felt nothing.
Hundreds of swords had been held by this hand. And she thought she could hit me with a mere whip? The future Alpha of the Silverflame?
But silence soon fell over the room.
" What?" Seraphina gasped, and so did everyone else inside. The servants who had been quietly enjoying the drama looked a
