The silence was loud; it felt like a grave but pulsed with a molten anger. I did not know who it was coming from, but it was not from one of us alone.
Maya - I linked my best friend - I need you to do something for me. Quickly.
Anything - she responded, her face gave nothing away.
I linked her quick instructions while silence and shock still held the room.
Got it - she responded and came to linger near my table.
My wrist was twisted, and sharp pain throbbed as I was yanked to face my uncle. His voice was impossibly low as he growled, “You have no right.” His eyes held a crazed fire I had never seen.
A shadow hovered over us, and my wrist was released. “Actually,” Alpha Zavier said. I realized he had my uncle’s wrist in a lethal grip of his own. “She is not yours to touch.”
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