KAEL POV
“LET THE THIEF WEAR HER SHAME”
Or so I thought, until Seraphine marched up to Elara. She was sitting in her chair, head bowed, and didn’t even try to get up.
Seraphine grabbed her by the collar and yanked her to her feet.
“You thief!” she yelled, full of venom. “To think you’d just TOUCH my things!”
I heard another slap against Elara’s face — Barrrrr! — and all sound stopped. Even the quiet conversations and low table chatter stopped.
My heart constricted in pain. Elara hadn’t fought back. I couldn’t see anything in her eyes but utter bewilderment. Innocence. My instincts began to itch. My wolf growled in my chest, restlessly, with a sour tone.
I barged towards them, “Seraphine, what the hell are you doing?” I snapped, grabbing her arm before she shoved Elara yet again.
