At Raven’s answer, I smile. Taking two plates, I serve one for myself and the other for my daughter. I sit down, waiting for her.
A few minutes later, King steps into the room with the warriors from Alec’s pack. I push down the growl that threatened to erupt from my throat. Seeing them here, in my space and pack, brought a lot of very bad memories.
It was taking all that I had not to attack them.
“Let me have them! I want their f*****g hearts,” Nyx growled, her anger and blood thirst feeding mine.
My growl must have slipped because they turned to look at me. Fear was etched on their faces once they realized who the growl came from.
Raven, bless her heart, took my hand and squeezed it in an effort to calm me down. It was taking all I had not to let Nyx out. No matter how much I hated t
