Estella’s POV
I didn’t even think, my body just moved on instinct.
One moment Lionel was towering over Mark, looking smug, and the next I was between them, shoving him so hard he staggered backward. The shock on his face lasted only a second before it twisted into disdain.
“That’s enough!” I growled, releasing Bella’s powerful aura. Those who were standing closest skittered back with whimpers, a few of them even falling to their knees. Lionel bared his teeth, his legs shaking as he struggled against my power. Even his sister’s confident smirk faltered.
Lionel straightened, brushing imaginary dust off his uniform, and smiled a cold, humorless smile.
“So, that’s it? Now you’re hiding behind women’s skirts and letting them fight your battles?” he scoffed, eyes sliding to Mark. “And jus
