Franco
Amora was sitting on her lounge when he pushed into her home and called out her name. ‘I warned you.’ he shot down the mind-link to her ‘not to actively engage Lauchlan’s curiosity. I don’t want him asking you a million questions.’
Amora glared at him. ‘All I did was tell him to go away and stay away. Adhered to your tyrannical reign over my life, your arrogant and selfish…’
He struck her across the face for her words, and she fell off the lounge and down onto the floor. ‘You’d do well to hold your tongue, grandmother, or do you want to end up in the hospital again?’ he grated down the mind-link.
He saw her wolf surface and snarl up at him, a low, menacing sound, and he snorted with full amusement. ‘Attack me Haven, and I’ll have the right to kill you. Then you’ll never find a w
