Christina's pov
Well, speak of the devil! There, Alpha Xavier was standing before Alpha Marcel. The minute I saw him, I stiffened.
Suddenly, the stench of blood and ash in the air did not irritate me anymore. It filled me with a deadly instinct directed towards Alpha Xavier. Suddenly, all the men I had killed today who were being dragged out early now did not fill me with remorse anymore.
They deserved every bit of what I did to them. They were following their Savior's orders, and I had no choice but to eliminate them. It was either them or me, and I was glad I chose myself.
Alpha Xavier hadn't seen me yet. He was barking out orders to the men around him to clear up the debris.
What were the odds of me transforming now and ripping his throat? I didn't feel physically up to it, but sur
